Monthly Archive

No more “upgrades” or enhancements. I’ve learned my lesson.

Oh, OK. Maybe one or two, here and there.

Sun, Jun 27th Update:

Family Tree back online, and fully functional. Took three rolls of duct tape, but it’s done. Last thing to do is to reinstall the bulletin board/discussion module.

Sat June 26th Update:

Finally. Photogallery reinstalled. Still some cleanup to do there, but at least the pictures for photoblogging are back online.

Family Tree and Weather modules need to be reinstalled. Also need to figure out the recipe module.

Fri June 25th Update:

OK. I have to reinstall the photogallery, weather, and family tree modules. Oh. And find the pictures, too.

*sigh*

All this work, only to put things back the way they were.

I suppose I should set up a “test” site, huh, before I start futzing around with life code.

I tried installing a module that busted the website. Then I tried upgrading. And that busted the website some more.

So here it is - back online.

Mostly. You’ll notice some of the modules are missing, and I’ll be replacing those as I can.

I apologize for the inconvenience.

There’s an interesting site which talks about each of these movies: spiritofbaraka.com

• Chronos
• Samsara
• Microcosmos
• Winged Migration
• Timescape

To take the place of the one that was stolen:

Shiinneeeey

But here’s the one I was really looking for:

An incised slab in the churchyard at Kinkell, Aberdeenshire is believed to be the monument of Robert de Greenlaw, who died in 1411. On the slab, at the figure’s right hip, hangs a sword of very distinctive shape, with a wheel pommel and dramatically down-turned quillons. This replica, made by Del Tin Antiche, Italy, is very similar to that sword, and others found from that period. The same distinctive “claymore” downturned-quillons would later become a hallmark of the famous two-handed swords of the Scots Highlanders. This sword features a steel crossguard and pommel, a wooden grip wrapped in leather, and a fullered steel blade of chrome vanadium steel.

She spends more time on her tummy than on her back now, and is working mightily to get both her front and back up at the same time. She manages to get them both up and ready to go…just not at the same time.

She’s also getting pretty adept at scooting and turning around on her tummy, as witnessed in yesterday’s shots when she turned 180 degrees in bed.

3:22 - I’m always happy when it’s time to get up!

3:38 - Oh, brother. It’s this thing again. What do I do with it, exactly?

3:38 - Hmmmm…. Yeah. I got nothin’.

3:40 - Drinking my juice.

3:41 - Yeah, still drinking my juice.

3:41 - Yo! Still drinking my juice over here!

3:50 - I don’t think that toy is supposed to be hanging from my chair!

5:12 - Feet are great to hold onto!

5:15 - Everybody’s doin’ the locomotion. Except me…

6:29 - Sometimes, a girl is just too tired to even eat.

Found a copy of the Lyon/McClain family gedcom I’d posted online several years ago, and it has been imported into the family tree.

There’s some still some cleanup to do, and I’ll need to add info that was removed when I posted the file online, but the info is at least in the tree now.

Yay!

From the National Lampoon

I’m still figuring out the importing procedures.

I imported some family information from my wife’s side of the family, and they didn’t quite synch up.

So I combined the files on my laptop, using Reunion genealogy software for the Macintosh, and am reimporting the files into the website.

I also plan on installing some bulletin board software so I can host discussions about DaddyFu, Genealogy, or any other topics addressed on this site.

You heard…er…read it here first. I think Emma is going to be a lefty, just like her mom.

Also, she’s getting more vocal as time goes on. Right now, she is still in “vowel movement” mode,with a few consonants thrown in, and occasionally, her vocal stylings have the cadence of speech. I keep trying to get her to say “mommy” or “daddy” or “I’m Emma Lyon and I’m running for President of the United States and I’d like your vote.”

OK. Maybe not the last part. Not yet.

I am working on adding a genealogy module to the website.

I tried last night, and busted things for a while, till I figured out what was breaking things.

Wish me luck, eh?

The module is installed, and there’s data there, but…

I’m trying once more to import the family tree data. Previous imports have left spouses disconnected. One more time before I hit the website for tech support.

By the end of month seven a baby typically:

• Can self-feed some finger foods
• Makes wet razzing sounds
• Turns in the direction of a voice
• Plays peekaboo
• Imitates many sounds
• Distinguishes emotions by tone of voice

By the end of month eight a baby typically:

• Chews on objects
• Reaches for utensils when being fed
• Turns head away when finished eating
• May sleep between 11 and 13 hours a night; takes 2 to 3 naps (may vary)
• Rolls all the way around
• Sits unsupported
• Gets on arms and knees in crawling position
• Has specific cries for various needs
• Babbles enthusiastically
• Tests gravity by dropping objects over edge of high chair
• Responds to own name
• Has different reactions for different family members
• Shows some anxiety when removed from parent

At the beginning of month seven she is:

Turning in the direction of a voice, is trying to imitate sounds, reaches for utensils (beginning to do so), chews on objects, is rolling from back to tummy and started yesterday rolling more from tummy to back, is close to getting on arms and knees, babbles enthusiastically, and can perform complex proofs of obscure mathematical concepts in her head.

Old King Cole
Was a merry old soul,
And a Merry old soul was he…

He called for his pipe
And he called for his bowl
And then Castle Security showed up because there’s no smoking in a public space…

This has a good beat.

Eldorado
by Edgar Allan Poe
1849

Gaily bedight,
A gallant knight,
In sunshine and in shadow,
Had journeyed long,
Singing a song,
In search of Eldorado.

But he grew old-
This knight so bold-
And o’er his heart a shadow
Fell as he found
No spot of ground
That looked like Eldorado.

And, as his strength
Failed him at length,
He met a pilgrim shadow-
“Shadow,” said he,
“Where can it be-
This land of Eldorado?”

“Over the Mountains
Of the Moon,
Down the Valley of the Shadow,
Ride, boldly ride,”
The shade replied-
“If you seek for Eldorado!”