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Is it me, or does the following snippit from CNN.com make it sound like our President is a cannibal:

Pres. Obama cheers on brother-in-law at basketball game
Posted: November 28th, 2009 04:03 PM ET

From CNN Associate Political Producer Emily Sherman

(CNN)– President Obama took his family on an outing Saturday to the Oregon State-George Washington University basketball game in support of First Lady Michelle Obama's brother Craig Robinson.

Robinson, who coaches the Oregon State Beavers, was cheered on by the President, who snacked on popcorn, the First Lady, Sasha, Malia and the girls’ grandmother Marian Robinson.

errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr...

For some reason this just kills me. It slays me.




Happy B-Day, Pete! I barely made it!!!!!!! I'm a horrible friend. This makes up for it:


This was in a 1909 Salt Lake Herald newspaper. Read the "Apollo beats High Five" deal (if you can). Go pete! Way to time travel and then be good at old-timey basketball!

Jane's new talent

"Pesagus!"

Jello...pudding...pops...

We were explaining to lucie what kind of doctor I am and I said "Lucie, I'm a urologist." And she replied, "a My-ologist?"

Yesterday in the car Lucie wanted to watch a movie. "Carbow." Melissa and I both looked at each other, "What?" "Carbeow!" I tried "caribou?" "NO!" Carebears?" "NO!!! Care-a-bow!" She started to cry because he stupid parents couldn't understand what she wanted. We finally decided to let her go inside and find the movie. She went in and brought out "The Incredibles." Duh.

How bout a movie:




"i'm on my ears..."

lucie warhol

Melissa has let Lucie have free reign over a little digital camera lately. I pretty much gave it up for landfill fodder but she has actually turned into quite the little photographer. The following shots were all taken by her in the last couple of days. Granted, I didn't include about 90 doubles, but I think their are some really cool shots in here. It's a little Plastic-bag-a-la-american-beauty, but I like it. (Notice the music, Sarah!)




Thanks to everyone for all of my b-day presents! More pics to follow and likely a mass of posts as I am on vacation for the next 10 days (glory be!)

P.S. According to Lucie, I apparently spend 90% of my time lying on the couch watching t.v. and eating Mcdonalds. Fortunately the other 10% is spent taking the kids on super-exciting bike rides.

These are by me:
Before:


After:

Required Viewing

Every 1-2 years I am required, by my own personal laws and regulations, to watch Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (as well as Amelie and It's a Wonderful Life). Tonight I was way overdue for some ESotSM. It's funny how it can have the same effects on me every time. I've got that whole joie de vivre and carpe diem thing going on now. Not to mention a certain veni, vidi, vici and of course, eine kleine nocht musick.

Hmm...Maybe I'll watch Amelie now.

I.Suck@blogging.com

Mostly just to get that obnoxious freeze-frame of strange canadian college students off the top 'O the blog:

Here's to those crazy French-Canadians

A few days ago I was trying to show Lucie how a stethoscope works. She had it positioned over her heart and after listening for a few seconds she looked up and said, "My heart smells stupid."

Awesome.

pics

Captions to follow when my job stops draining every second of my time. More on this and other stories at 11, including why on earth I'm on call 8 times in 12 days.

surprise, it didn't suck.

In fact I really liked it. Really.

Melissa rented Knowing with Nicolas Cage and I rolled my eyes. Ever since he entered his post-family man, National "I can't believe they made two of them" Treasure, what-the-hell-is-going-on-with-his-hair phase I have completely lost interest in him or any of his films. Thus I expected nothing short of pure annoyance from this film which seemed right similar in plot synopsis to 2007's Next, a film which sucked enough in the 8 minutes I saw to cause me to turn it off. But, much to my surprise, except for a few plot points, and awkward lines, I was fairly riveted by the whole thing. There are some amazing scenes (I don't use that phrase lightly) and a couple of story decisions which were downright brave. Good on you, Nicolas Cage! Way to not suck so much. Of course, now you* will have slightly increased expectations if you** take any stock in this blogger's opinion (and you*** had better), and this may thus ruin it for you****. Whatever. Go rent it, you.***** Lemme know what you****** think.


*ryan and/or peter
**again, ryan and/or peter
***you get the idea


In other news, a while back I barked at lucie for heaven knows what and she started crying, as she is wont to do. Then she floored me with the following remark: "Daddy, I'm just a widdow girw!" I immediately melted into pieces and gave her whatever she wanted (probably a knife or mixed drink). She picked up on this, however, and now throws that line around just about every time she doesn't get exactly what she wants. Ahhh...kids.


I got to sit in a dunking booth for the first time in my life today. It was fun, although as there were only a handful of people at the fundraiser, and as the other booth was populated by a famous Missouri Basketball player, I spent the majority of my stint sitting sadly dry on my sad pedestal. Fortunately my friend was kind enough to pay for his 6 year old son the throw enough balls to eventually get me in the water.


Did you know that I will never have to be on general surgery call again? Never will I have to hear the words, "hey, Holyoak, there are 2 traumas coming in and three Nec Fasc* [pronounced "neck-fash"] consults in the ER. Good luck with that." And although I am currently on call and have been for all but 2 days this week (YIKES!), it is a glorious time filled with prostates and kidneys. So happy I picked urology. I am actually super lucky as I pretty much picked my specialty out of a hat based on little to no real knowledge of what lay before me.


*Necrotizing Fasciitis (click at your own risk, and that of your appetite). Is it legal to start a new series of asterisks?


Finally, some much overdue pictures. I had spent about an hour offloading 5 or 6 hilarious/adorable vids from my camcorder only to realize the sound didn't transfer over, (wtf, firewire?) and totally lost my mind in anger. So you just get these. Deal.

um...wow

At the end of this article from cnn.com about Michael Jackson's will you will find this gem:

In the day's final development, a London woman filed a 93-page handwritten document in Los Angeles Superior Court claiming she was Jackson's secret wife and the mother of all three of his children.

In asking for all of Jackson's assets, the woman also added: "I have up to 30 children. My Father (Satan the Devil) Khalid Lucifer as he is known, gave them to us."

What a country...

sheesh

Wow, I shouldn't blog at 3a.m. apparently...

Angelique took some amazing shots of Jane recently. Here's one of our favorites.

Check out her site for several more.

Why do I crave tacos at all times?

Today is my last general surgery call ever. Ever! EVER, EVER, EVER!!!!!

The next time you have 3 free hours, read the reviews of this t-shirt. What an incredible phenomenon. I want to own one.

Midnight musings

As I walk back to my car at 3:30 in the morning after an emergency
surgery, bringing to a close my 12th day in a row of work and in
preparation for another 30 hour shift tomorrow, I marvel at the career
path I have chosen for myself and hope that at the end of it all it
will have been worth it.

Run-on sentence of the year!!!

So Proud

Sous-titre: The quest for the iphone.

p.s. I want one.

p.p.s. 20 days of gen surg left!

p.p.p.s. Should I put a pic of Lucie's headwound on here?!?!? 5 staples! Maybe not. so gory.

p.p.p.p.s. For several years the background music that my brain has settled on is the theme from the kids in the hall, which is strange since I haven't actually heard it in years. The other day I was in clinic and my boss said "are you humming the theme to the kids in the hall?" It blew my mind. Of course, she is Canadienne, so...

p.p.p.p.p.s. Wow, blogging is fun. It has been too long.

Going to sleep. Maybe I'll blog tomorrow?

ace

We went to a local air show and unfortunately only saw planes on the ground. We left because of extreme heat and severe lack of 2-year-old interest. But it was fun anyway. Next year I'm bringing a chair!

backlog

amazing photo

Our great friends Emmy and Aron tied the knot recently. Check out these AMAZING photos from their New Orleans wedding. (Watch for the flower girl!) What a photographer!

CLICK HERE

And for more of our "famous" children, check out page 141 of Inside Columbia magazine. (hope you're patient)
CLICK HERE

hit parade

[Insert long/witty excuse here]

Hey there, check out some pics:

real post coming soon

Dutchies and Dice

I was reading some of my old posts from 2006 and realized that I used to be quite the prolific little blogger. I know I had more free time back then, but I should still be able to crank out a paragraph or two at least every couple of days, don't you think?

Anywho, we recently travelled out to Utah for Grandma Mary Jane(melissa's mom's mom)'s funeral. This post is dedicated to grandma.



When Melissa and I got married our first home was Grandma and Grandpa's basement. We paid an exorbitant $250.00 a month. Grandma threatened to raise the rent, but I don't think she ever did. We were newlyweds, and there was no lock on the door to the upstairs. Take a second to ponder that fact. Enough said.

We used to go upstairs with G&G and play dice or cards. Sometimes we'd watch VHS movies. Sometimes we'd play piano. My pet iguana, Devo (RIP 2001) escaped upstairs and into (that's right, INTO) grandma's couch. I eventually had to turn the couch over and cut a hole in the bottom to free him. Sorry, Grandma. Now you know!

On birthdays grandma would always have us sing the dutch birthday song which sounded like "Long sal-silavia, Long sal-silavia, Long sal-silavia in the gloria...in the gloria! In the glo-Ree-Ya!" I was a smart-ass and would sing "lost in transylvania." Meliss did not approve. Grandma would roll her eyes.

Grandma and grandpa let us stay in their condo in St. George for our honeymoon. They gave my brother cheap rent in the back room. (did you just have one room? did we share the bathroom? NUTS!) Once the basement flooded and I nearly electrocuted myself wading through the kitchen.

We both went to East High and we both have red hair. It was an accomplishment to get grandma to laugh at my jokes. Sometimes I could even get her to laugh a big hearty laugh. She used to joke about having certain people erased from the giant family photo above the stairs. That was funny.

It always amazed me to see how many people fit into that picture and what an ordeal it must have been to get that photo taken. Melissa will laugh at this part, as she has recently seen how tolerant I am of our friend Olan Mills.

Her family is of course even larger now. It was great to see everyone celebrate her life last week at the viewing and funeral. If I may wax even a bit more cheesy, I have to say that I am jealous of grandma now that she knows the last great secret of what happens next. Thank you grandma for your generosity, your laugh, and your wit. Our family will always sing lost in transylvania at birthdays, and I will teach Lucie and Jane about their wiley, red-haired great-grandmother.

Come on...

I was just in the waiting room at the doctor's office (don't worry, no
new injuries) and the nurse called out, "Joshua Holly-cock?" Come on,
people.

simple minds

Melissa bought an old PC from her former employer for dirt cheap and we are rigging it up for Lucie to destroy. I found an old program that we used to play with back in the mid 1990's: Sound recorder. It turns out that it is still incredibly fun to play with. It is so simple, yet so powerful. I have learned from it that there is nothing funnier on this planet than a two year old's voice in slow motion:

babies n space

This is Lucie enjoying an appetizer of syrup on tortilla chips.  She is apparently part elf.

Lucie's new and improved gymnastics class.  800 times bigger and much better equipment, but we all miss Coach Bob.

Went to White Castle in St. Louis.  As it turns out, it sucks.  The burgers are small, topped only with grease and onion shreds, and the buns are soggy before you get your receipt.  Thanks for the heads up, Harold and Kumar.

Janie-Poo is now her official nickname.  Sorry, kiddo (that's for you, Dan).  

Went to Liberty Jail in Liberty, Missouri.  Very cool.

I just finished the miniseries When We Left Earth and I cannot stop thinking about space.  Did you know that we are currently on schedule to make it back to the moon in 2019 (50 years after we first made it there) and we are planning to land on Mars in 2037?  Did you further know that I will be 49?  Did you know that we landed on the moon 6 times?  

The Saturn V rocket that launched the Apollo missions is the most powerful rocket ever built (160 Million Horsepower and 36 stories tall).  The Ares will be the new series of rockets for the next set of moon missions (already being tested) and will be even more powerful!!!  Are you as dorked out as I am right now?!?!?!

Let us return to normalcy with some video of Jane being adorable. The sounds made by me were too obnoxious so I spared you all. You're welcome.



p.s. As Dad sadly pointed out in his comment, I will actually be 58-59 in the year 2037. Josh = loves space/sucks at math.

the great hiatus

I figure one post per month is the bare minimum for any self-respecting blogger. Although, I have some pretty good excuses. Not the least of which being the fact that I recently broke my hand. You might notice that my right hand looks a little more blue than my left. I'll try to scan my x-rays in, they're much cooler. As to how it happened, it turns out that in a battle between the ground and bone, the ground wins. Fortunately somebody in Galveston designed this sweet little brace for people like myself:

4-6 weeks of this and I'll be back in business.

Where oh where

Man, my time between posts is getting pretty long. No time. Must...survive...month in ICU...

Remind me to tell you about Lucie's Mary Kay adventure during my nap today.

And now for something completely different: