Josh-pot

Tue, 03 Feb 2009 13:46:34 GMT

A recent conversation with my 2 year old daughter:

"Daddy, why is it cold?"
"You know the sun is pretty hot, right? Well, during the winter the sun is further away from us than it is during the summer."
"Oh, THAT's why it's cold!"

Pics of new addition

Sun, 28 Dec 2008 12:29:55 GMT

Start here in our album, and go through to see baby Salvatore!

http://public.fotki.com/palmarcik/jmm/2008/december-2008/img3838.html

Christmas Joy

Wed, 17 Dec 2008 14:42:59 GMT

When I see images of Santa Claus, I'm reminded of a project I must have done in third grade (give or take a year), something that was a precursor to my adult personality.
We had to do some sort of anti-smoking poster, so I thought it would be best to use a childhood icon and see where that took me.
Basically, my poster was a picture of Santa Claus with a cigarette in his mouth and underneath was a "Night Before Christmas" inspired caption:

"Santa Cools: His lungs choked when he laughed like a bowl full of rocks"

The best part of it was that I was completely serious. Looking back, it's actually disturbingly hilarious.

Coincidences

Tue, 17 Jun 2008 12:31:15 GMT

I've been telling myself for a while that I need to start documenting the coincidences that occur during my day. I've always been (and continue to be) the type of person who believes coincidences are just that - connections that occur because they just do with no additional meaning.
Despite that, there have been some interesting ones recently that of course I can't recall. However, I did have one this morning.

Some back story: I regularly leave messages on my attorney wife's work voicemail posing as a reporter from the "Legal Eagle," a fictional publication dedicated to lawyers. I'll talk about a recent case she's been working on and how we want to publish her side of things. I'm silly like that.

This morning I woke up early and during my shower (my prime thinking time), I again told myself to really start documenting my coincidences. When I got to the train station and parked in a different spot in the garage due to my earlier than normal arrival, I walked through the parking garage and passed a car with the license plate "LEGLEGL."

Not a bad coincidence...

Kidz

Thu, 17 Apr 2008 14:40:48 GMT

Livvie saw me get up this morning, and cried when I said I had to go to shower and to work. When I got out of the shower, she was there to greet me and said in the sweetest voice: "Daddy, can I go to work with you?" It broke my heart when I had to tell her "I’m sorry, I can’t" and she did her pouty cry.

A Day in the Park

Sat, 05 Apr 2008 21:40:21 GMT

I took Olivia to the park today while Ginamarie was at work, and it was a blast spending time with my little girl who turns 2 tomorrow!!

Olivia was very excited when I told her we were going to the park today, and insisted she take her sunglasses with her, and I helped her try them on before we left:

So we headed outside to go to the park, but Olivia insisted we "play sticks" instead. I got her to finally get in the car when I told her about the playground.
So we made it to park, but when we go to the playground area, it was closed "until further notice." I decided to play it up a little, and told Livvie to "act sad" in front of the closed sign - now she is a darn good actress, but you can see the little "I'm acting" smirk:

Despite the setback, Olivia was very interesting in chasing all of the ducks around. At first, she was a little scared of them, but after a while, she became one of the flock, in this perfect "Abbey Road" moment:

So it was a good day at the park for Daddy and daughter :)

Sleeping fun

Wed, 02 Apr 2008 14:51:33 GMT

Ginamarie picked Olivia up from her mom’s at 5:45, and she fell asleep in the car (she had no nap).. I came home at 7 to a sleeping baby, and thought there was a chance she might be done for the night, so I put her in her bed. As the time rolled on, I thought, yep, she’s staying asleep. At 9:15 I hear her calling “Mommy” and that dream was crushed (although I was happy to see her awake). We played for a bit, and I got her to sleep in her bed at around 11:15. She stayed in there until 5am, and came into our bedroom saying “Potty.” She went potty (#1), chatted with me from her throne, and then came in the bed with us. She is a good girl.

Hungry

Thu, 06 Mar 2008 21:41:20 GMT

I'm starving.

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Choice

Wed, 05 Mar 2008 04:11:36 GMT

I know it may seem I'm being short-sighted, ignorant, possessive, and selfish, but in actuality I'm expressing one of the basic things you probably preach - acting on how you actually feel inside, not based on what society tells you to feel.

I've made my feelings known, and it may not be a popular opinion, but my feelings are completely true, completely real, not created by what I'm told to believe.

And it's been made clear to me that my feelings have been acknowledged, and will be respected.

Unfortunately, if one person is required to bend in one direction in a certain difference of opinion, it has to be in my direction. It's unfair, yes, but that's the way it is.

The best analogy I can think of is if a dog owner falls in love with someone who has really bad dog allergies. If the dog owner wants to stay with the person they love, they have to give up the dog. (Please no comments about allergy medication - it's a darn analogy!)

So please, enough of the secret communication, enough of it - on BOTH ends. I'm not a stupid person. I know when things made public have a hidden private meaning behind it. I truly think an effort has been made, but not enough.

The situation sucks for all of you.. I GET IT. But someone needs to decide whether it's worth making the other party physically and mentally ill.

F***in fantastic

Tue, 04 Mar 2008 20:43:16 GMT

Fuckin fantastic.

That is how I feel right now.

Me nerdy

Mon, 29 Aug 2005 00:46:16 GMT

Pure Nerd
56 % Nerd, 39% Geek, 26% Dork

For The Record:

A Nerd is someone who is passionate about learning/being smart/academia.

A Geek is someone who is passionate about some particular area or subject, often an obscure or difficult one.

A Dork is someone who has difficulty with common social expectations/interactions.

You scored better than half in Nerd, earning you the title of: Pure Nerd.

The times, they are a-changing. It used to be that being exceptionally smart led to being unpopular, which would ultimately lead to picking up all of the traits and tendences associated with the "dork." No-longer. Being smart isn't as socially crippling as it once was, and even more so as you get older: eventually being a Pure Nerd will likely be replaced with the following label: Purely Successful.

Congratulations!

Sat, 30 Apr 2005 21:53:44 GMT

You are Rerun!

Which Peanuts Character are You?
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Hey, why aren't you watching "Eyes" on ABC? It on after "Alias," and it's hip... Hold off on playing with yourself thinking about Sidney and Nadia for one hour, will ya? I know I do.

Spoiler: Sidney will almost get killed in the next episode after they tell her to abort and she says "I can still do it." ... She will do it.

Love my honey!

Fri, 01 Apr 2005 23:11:44 GMT

I must have the best wife in the history of wives.

Ouch

Mon, 21 Feb 2005 03:27:40 GMT

My wife has very sharp teeth. Just a piece of advice... Don't tell your wife "Bite me." Don't worry, I'm telling people at work it was a shark.
Actually, it was from a shark.. Yeah, that's the ticket. I was in California auditioning for a movie.. yeah, and I went with the family that I rent an over the garage room from.. yeah, and while I was there, their son Richie actually won the part, not me. But that's not the cool part.. yeah, some guy from the beach challenged me to something... yeah, I was just a motorcycle guy from Milwaukee, and I was being challenged to water ski... yeah, water ski.. oh, and it wasn't just water skiing, it was water skiing over a ... shark! Yeah, shark, that's the ticket. Of course I did it without a problem.
You may be asking yourself, if you jumped the shark, where did the bite come from? I told you, my wife bit me.

Presidential alternatives

Wed, 13 Oct 2004 19:23:17 GMT

You know who would make a good presidential candidate? Henry Winkler. He can be either of his two personas:

-The Fonz (a cool, suave guy in a leather jacket who can solve both world and domestic issues with a punch of a jukebox)
-Neurotic lawyer / accountant / Water Boy football coach (loveable guy who you always seem to root for)

Possible Cons to this idea:
-Everyone will try to figure out when his presidency "jumped the shark"
-Penny Marshall is secretary of state.
-"Potsie beer".
-Every speech will have a reference to Pinky Tuscadero. Example "Like Pinky Tuscadero at the demolition derby, we can ram though the problems in this country."
-Insists the oval office be moved to the mens room.
-Will refuse to recognize a mistake (although we are used to this): "My President, is there something you would like to say?" "I'm s-s-s-s-s; I'm s-s-s-s-s-s; I was wr-r-r-r-r-r"
-State of the Union speeches replaced by the 7 unaired episodes of his short lived Fox sitcom, "Monty"

Does anyone have any more?

Word to my wife

Sat, 24 Jul 2004 21:58:43 GMT

Wussup yo... I got me a new layout. Please, could you be ever so kind and recognize?

Weird Story

Sun, 13 Jun 2004 21:43:32 GMT

Severin went to his local grocery store to pick up four half gallon cartons of two percent milk, seven cans of tuna fish, and a pint of Ben and Jerry’s “Cherry Garcia” ice cream.
“What brings me to the store today?” he mumbled ever so audibly. He knew the answer, however. He was there because the voices in the back of his head told him to be there. Exactly seven cans of tuna fish, and exactly four half gallons of two percent milk. You might be prone to ask, “Why?” He didn’t know why, silly. A good Severin is an obedient Severin.
You’re wondering about the ice cream, right? Don’t worry, that was Severin’s treat to himself. His mind didn’t seem to mind. I mean, the voices had never said anything about the extra items Severin got for himself during his weekly trip to the grocery store. The Oreo cookies, the six pack of Mountain Dew, even the extra trip next to the grocery store to get the most recent edition of Penthouse didn’t bring the voices out of hiding for one of their famous all night lectures. Severin would have to do much worse than a smut magazine to get read the riot act. And often, he did.
Last week, Severin actually had the nerve to interact with a living woman. A woman! In person! You would think by that point in his life, he would have known better.
“Sir, is that your package of Twinkies?”
Severin turned around and saw a woman in her early thirties. She had red hair, green eyes, and weighed about 135 pounds less than Severin. “Yes, thank you. You may have noticed they fell out of my pocket, but I am no thief. I brought them with me.”
The woman waited exactly six seconds before responding, “Well, here you go.”
As soon as the wrapper touched his index finger, the part of the wrapper which so eloquently included the words “calcium caseinate,” Severin was sure that he heard bells. Yes, he knew he heard bells. He left the red headed vixen to follow the sound of the bells.
“I hear bells,” he said as he galloped away.
The woman, not realizing she was missing out on one of the few opportunities she would ever have in her life at true love, turned around and put some generic Frosted Flakes in her shopping cart.
As Severin approached the bells, he realized that the noises were just the cashier scanning items at the express register. He made a note to himself to thank the voices for only requiring nine items, enabling him to purchase one of his extra items (“Vaseline”) while still being able to use the 10 items or less line.
Remembering the voices made Severin remember the red headed woman. “Oh no,” thought Severin. “I am sure going to get it tonight.”

Sat, 01 May 2004 15:45:37 GMT

Hello out there in LJ land...

I'm still living, that's good. My wife is cute, and that's good.

OK, bye now

Figures

Fri, 12 Mar 2004 18:17:57 GMT

Which Alias character are you?

Sat, 27 Dec 2003 03:19:12 GMT

Where do you fall on the liberal - conservative political spectrum? (United States)
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Don't believe my wife's political quiz outcome, she has lunch every day with Ann Coulter and she ghostwrote three chapters of her last book.

Wed, 19 Nov 2003 00:06:30 GMT

You're Eric!

Which That 70's Show Character are You?
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As they play the most exciting game of their lives!

Mon, 20 Oct 2003 21:04:55 GMT

Press Your Luck if you wish
This is a loose replica of the 80's version of the game show. You will need Netscape 6+ or IE 6+ to play (IE 5.5 might work, but not as well). Enjoy!

Los Angeles

Mon, 18 Aug 2003 03:53:06 GMT

I'm in Los Angeles, trying to make sense of things... OK, my company sent me out here :)

Peace!!

Subway

Wed, 02 Jul 2003 15:51:50 GMT

Funny, this is the line I take every day!

You are the heart of the city, yet you never take
the glory for yourself. You work overtime to
get the job done fast and efficiently. You take
pride in knowing the city just wouldnt work if
you were out of service.

Which New York City subway line are you?
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Alive!

Mon, 27 Jan 2003 18:53:00 GMT

I'm alive and well.

Yes.... yes...

When does "The End" appear?