Not much longer...

I know the cave has been boring for a bit.  I've been busy.  In fact, that is the big pain about having a blog.  If anyone is thinking of starting one, just think about a year down the road when you'll feel pressure to update it all the time.  Than again, if you are like some people I know (that live with me), you wont feel pressure because you wont mind if your blog stays boring and the same for a long long time.

A blog is kinda like having a pet that you really like at first.  But then you realize that you have to clean litter boxes forever...stupid cat.  And then, even though you like the pet and you couldn't really ask for a better one...you don't want to have it anymore (if only I knew people that bought pets, let their children fall in love with them, and then ripped them away--scarring their children for life.   Oh wait, I know tons of people who have done that.  I could use those types of people for my blog and pet issues).  

Anyway, there ya go.  Sorry about the rambling post.  Back to work for me.

The extent that I care about pandemic diseases...

Swine flu better not tank my vacation to Cabo coming up in June.

Capitalism is failing me...

So Heidi and I started potty training Logan today.  Needless to say, potty training totally sucks.  It is amazing that we don't have more 5 year olds in diapers because it is just flat out easier to change a diaper than it is to take your kid to the bathroom every 30 minutes (and cleaning up after accidents that still happen even though you took your kid 5 minutes ago).  Potty training is a pain for many other reasons that I wont go into because I should go to bed...as I am anticipating getting up at least twice tonight to change sheets/jammies/etc.

The point of this post though is that I was thinking today about how I would probably pay up to two-thousand dollars to not have to deal with this.  And I couldn't possibly be alone in that sentiment.  People even pay for these kinds of things for their dogs.  There must be a demand, and there must be some dollar amount people are willing to pay for high-end potty training.  So I ask you, why has capitalism not provided for a solution?  Why is there not a potty training academy that I can sign my kid up for...and expect results in as little as a week?  I am sure that there are quick and efficient methods.  I am also sure that these methods would be impossible to implement by people on the go.  Hence the need for pee-pee school.

It will take some time for me to get over this indiscretion of capitalism.  The invisible hand has cramped up.  Maybe it was distracted, but that is no excuse when profits are on the line.

--P.S.  I thought about the possibility that daycare fulfills this need for some...but it is not nearly focused enough to match my envisioned institutional learning facillity, and its high-end potty curriculum.

Falling in love more each day...with Bridgette

My love affair with Bridgette reached new heights recently as I found that she can also make my commute better.  Thereby leaving really only one thing in life that she can't do for me (no, she probably could get me that...she can't bear children)

It all started on Sunday while I was being an awesome husband, wherein I was doing the dishes and listening to Pandora.  

Side note: If you guys don't know what pandora.com is, I highly reccommend it.  It is a website that will customize an entire radio station for you based on one or more songs or bands that you choose.  So, say you really like the song that is playing in the Cave right now.  You can go to Pandora, type in this song, and it will make an entire station of music that has similar characteristics of the song.

Anyway, I looked at the Pandora window and it had a little "download Pandora for your Blackberry" advertisement.  I was curious as to whether Bridgette could adequately stream music, so I tried it.  I sometimes use Bridgette as an MP3 player at the gym (but now I usually use my Zune) so I was thinking that streaming Pandora would be perfect for times when I didn't have my Zune for some reason...because I always have Bridgette

The next day it happenned.

I was driving home from work (which usually takes me 45 minutes) and my Zune battery died.  I put the Zune away, but received an email at the same time.  Traffic was bad, so I checked the email.  I didn't need any canadian meds, so I put Bridgette down onto my seat...next to my lonely, Zuneless, FM modulator.  At that point I could hear Bridgette saying come on Nate, plug me in...you know you want it.  I can't beleive I never thought of trying to stream music in my car.  I guess it isn't all that straight-forward as cars don's have the internet, but still, I am usually on top of that kind of stuff.

It was awesome, sounded great, had way better songs than any radio stations, and never has commercials.  In short, it makes a long, crappy commute much better.  In fact, after listening for only 10 minutes I couldn't see myself being without Pandora in the car ever again.  

Thanks Bridgette, you're the best!