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AUTHOR: diverdowndoc
DATE: 5/18/2007 02:41:00 AM
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I figured out how to 'merge' my two blogs into one. The results aren't pretty, but once I blog exclusively from that site, they will take on a life of their own. Find it at http://amattke1.typepad.com/diverdownblogdoc/
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AUTHOR: diverdowndoc
DATE: 5/09/2007 04:03:00 PM
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New photos-
They sprayed gunite Monday, so now it really is looking like a pool. Of course, now Mr.ddd and I have to agree on the finish and colors, so this could take years and cost thousands of lives.
So I was outside today talking with our pool builder (who is Da Bomb!) and he was asking where I went to med school and we were chatting and he said he used to work in the anatomy lab in San Antonio in with his brother in about 1969. Somehow, the name of my former gross anatomy professor came up, and Jake knew him, as well as the other anatomists who worked there at the time. Apparently, they had also both been in a movie with Kevin Bacon.
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AUTHOR: diverdowndoc
DATE: 5/04/2007 02:53:00 PM
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So the saga continues. Patio with firepit is done, we just need to add the plants to the rock wall.
Gunite is supposed to start on Monday and pumps were installed yesterday. They look like you could run a nuclear reactor with them.
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AUTHOR: diverdowndoc
DATE: 5/01/2007 12:53:00 PM
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Heather and Me at Blue Man Group.
Creepy Drummer Guy from Blue Man Group and me after the show in the lobby.
We also hit a fave blues club nearby- Kingston Mines. It has changed considerably since I was there 15 years ago, but Magic Slim was still playing.
Things are coming along, but it seems infinite.
It is plumbed now, and there is a new Big Trench they have dug to make way for the pipes.
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AUTHOR: diverdowndoc
DATE: 4/18/2007 07:35:00 PM
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So the dirt pool has been replaced with the gravel pool with dirt sides. We also struck a deal with our contractor to swap our old hot tub for the labor to build a batting cage, because Mr. Diverdowndoc, though in his mid-40s, has still not come to terms with the likelihood that he will never be a professional baseball player.
They are re-using the blocks form the stairs that they tore out to build the pool. 
Diverdowndog is chasing some woodland creature that nestles in the poison ivy at the foot of the batting cage wall.
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AUTHOR: diverdowndoc
DATE: 4/11/2007 07:04:00 PM
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AUTHOR: diverdowndoc
DATE: 4/11/2007 01:15:00 PM
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Because I am too lazy and/or busy to write anything especially witty or narrative.
Goofy and me and a Disney Character. No- seriously- Mr. DDD is in the red.
Also note diverdowndoc in her element!
We started the pool!
This is the very beginning.
And I helped! See those rocks? They are HEAVY! I know limited Spanish, but I know "duelle en espalda!"
I don't know if I am more concerned because chickens don't have teeth or if they are offering to massage chickens.
I took this picture in Orlando while I was headed to a dentist that was NOT Dr. Szott.
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AUTHOR: diverdowndoc
DATE: 3/19/2007 03:17:00 AM
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I'll try again and hope the blogbot doesn't eat my post this time.
I can't remember my last 11 day vacation, so, in order to get away from it all, Mr. Diverdowndoc, the Doclings and I packed most of our posessions into our Suburban Assault Vehicle and attacked major theme parks in the southeast. We made sure to bring along many entertainment devices- radio, dvd player, Nintendo, etc, because there is so little to do in Florida.
Our first stop was Wild Adventures in Valdosta, Georgia. There were no crowds and the weather was perfect, i.e., it wasn't summer. Going to a theme park in south Georgia in the summer would be like visiting Hell, except that Hell would be less humid and there would be fewer bugs, but lines would be long. They had all the mandatory rides to make you toss your funnel cake- the "spin you around 'til you puke", the "drop you real fast so you puke", the "shake you up
and down 'til you puke", the "drop you real fast, get you wet, and spin you around 'til you puke", and Bongo, the kissing giraffe.
Bongo and I met during (surprise!) giraffe feeding time, when guests get to pay $2 to feed a carrot to the giraffe that they already paid to get in to see. So Mr. park-ranger-guy is showing how you can "get a kiss" from Bongo by placing the carrot in your mouth so his 18-inch tongue can take the carrot. Bongo's tongue is 18 inches, not the park-ranger-guy's. At least, I don't think Park ranger Guy's tongue is 18 inches- I didn't ask. So anyway, park-ranger-guy showed us, and one of the guy patrons did it too and said that the giraffe never touched him. So I thought I'd give it a try.
Let's just say that 
I wasn't even THAT intimate with Mr. ddd until well into our courtship. We missed the photo of the actual event, but the one second later photo says it all. What we don't have is the picture of Bongo a few seconds later as he made a giraffe version of the same face because he didn't like my cotton-candy flavored lipgloss. The doclings took to calling Bongo my boyfriend.
So after I got some funnel cake to clear my palate, we rode some more of the rides. My favorite was this crazy-ass ride called Geronimo Skycoaster. We heard the shrieks of the people doing it and I thought it looked great. I asked Mr. ddd if he wanted to do it with me and I heard him mumble something about contact lenses and that he would love to but that he just couldn't risk it. Male docling squinted up at the screaming riders and said, "No, thank you." Female docling said, "YEAH!!" That's my girl!
Apparently the harness fits better if you are $15 lighter per person. They hauled us up to the top of a 180ft tower and dangled us from ropes that look like dental floss while we were wearing skydiving equipment, only without a parachute, and asked me to pull the ripcord so that we went hurdling towards the ground. It was so high that I thought I could see the ocean, or maybe it was the river Styx, or maybe it was the watering area for the African wildlife, but in any case, you fall REALLY FAST when you pull that cord! Female docling didn't make a peep, but I screamed like a little girl. We were off to a very relaxing holiday.
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AUTHOR: diverdowndoc
DATE: 2/20/2007 11:07:00 AM
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This is why we need medical professionals.
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AUTHOR: diverdowndoc
DATE: 2/20/2007 10:32:00 AM
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So apparently I have two blogsites now- I'm not sure what happened but I'll try to merge them or something. So anyway, male docling was at church with us on Sunday and they have doodle-pads for the kids to keep them occupied. This is what male docling drew.
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AUTHOR: diverdowndoc
DATE: 2/14/2007 10:02:00 PM
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It is nice to have a day off- time to do all the work I've been putting off. First order of business is to make a list of things to do. Let's see- where is my pen? This desk is a mess. Maybe I'll go ahead and straighten it up a little. So I'm halfway through that when I see the purse that I left here in my office- gotta put that away so I go upstairs to put it back and now I see what a mess the bathroom and closet are. So I start straightening that up. The phone rings and it is Mr. diverdowndoc wanting me to fix dinner tonight since Male docling has basketball practice and we have to rush. So I run down to see if we have anything for dinner. Nothing I like is in there since Mr. ddd does the grocery shopping (a mixed blessing), so now I have to get dressed and run out to the store where I see lots of stuff that we need but I didn't know we needed. Mr. ddd asks me weekly (not weakly) for a list of stuff to buy, but I don't always know what I need until I'm at the store.
Now I'm home with dinner and $200.00 of other groceries that will last until the next time this happens. I put those away but then notice that no one unloaded the dishwasher so the dirties are piled to the level of the faucet. I unload the dishwasher and reload with the dirties. Of course, that exposes the stuck-on goop at the bottom of the sink so I have to scrub to get that out because it is gross. Whoops! It is 4:00 already? Oprah is on! Maybe I'll just watch a few minutes.
5:00 now and the fambly will be home soon- gotta start making dinner that neither docling will eat and that Mr. ddd will supplement with other food. Then, after dinner, the dirty dishes will sit in the sink and new crud will accumulate at the bottom of the sink.
Tomorrow I'll be back at work- I need to make a list of things to do on my next day off.
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AUTHOR: diverdowndoc
DATE: 12/27/2006 12:46:00 AM
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Dragons in the news
Think we'll find a kimodo dragon image on the virgin Mary somewhere?
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AUTHOR: diverdowndoc
DATE: 10/29/2006 12:43:00 AM
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Ok- no "Pigs in [Cyber]Space" jokes
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AUTHOR: diverdowndoc
DATE: 10/29/2006 12:01:00 AM
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My first blog- ever!
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So the saga continues. Patio with firepit is done, we just need to add the plants to the rock wall.
Gunite is supposed to start on Monday and pumps were installed yesterday. They look like you could run a nuclear reactor with them.
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AUTHOR: diverdowndoc
DATE: 5/01/2007 12:53:00 PM
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So the dirt pool has been replaced with the gravel pool with dirt sides. We also struck a deal with our contractor to swap our old hot tub for the labor to build a batting cage, because Mr. Diverdowndoc, though in his mid-40s, has still not come to terms with the likelihood that he will never be a professional baseball player.
They are re-using the blocks form the stairs that they tore out to build the pool. 
Diverdowndog is chasing some woodland creature that nestles in the poison ivy at the foot of the batting cage wall.
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AUTHOR: diverdowndoc
DATE: 4/11/2007 07:04:00 PM
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AUTHOR: diverdowndoc
DATE: 4/11/2007 01:15:00 PM
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and down 'til you puke", the "drop you real fast, get you wet, and spin you around 'til you puke", and Bongo, the kissing giraffe.
Bongo and I met during (surprise!) giraffe feeding time, when guests get to pay $2 to feed a carrot to the giraffe that they already paid to get in to see. So Mr. park-ranger-guy is showing how you can "get a kiss" from Bongo by placing the carrot in your mouth so his 18-inch tongue can take the carrot. Bongo's tongue is 18 inches, not the park-ranger-guy's. At least, I don't think Park ranger Guy's tongue is 18 inches- I didn't ask. So anyway, park-ranger-guy showed us, and one of the guy patrons did it too and said that the giraffe never touched him. So I thought I'd give it a try.
Let's just say that 
I wasn't even THAT intimate with Mr. ddd until well into our courtship. We missed the photo of the actual event, but the one second later photo says it all. What we don't have is the picture of Bongo a few seconds later as he made a giraffe version of the same face because he didn't like my cotton-candy flavored lipgloss. The doclings took to calling Bongo my boyfriend.
So after I got some funnel cake to clear my palate, we rode some more of the rides. My favorite was this crazy-ass ride called Geronimo Skycoaster. We heard the shrieks of the people doing it and I thought it looked great. I asked Mr. ddd if he wanted to do it with me and I heard him mumble something about contact lenses and that he would love to but that he just couldn't risk it. Male docling squinted up at the screaming riders and said, "No, thank you." Female docling said, "YEAH!!" That's my girl!
Apparently the harness fits better if you are $15 lighter per person. They hauled us up to the top of a 180ft tower and dangled us from ropes that look like dental floss while we were wearing skydiving equipment, only without a parachute, and asked me to pull the ripcord so that we went hurdling towards the ground. It was so high that I thought I could see the ocean, or maybe it was the river Styx, or maybe it was the watering area for the African wildlife, but in any case, you fall REALLY FAST when you pull that cord! Female docling didn't make a peep, but I screamed like a little girl. We were off to a very relaxing holiday.
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AUTHOR: diverdowndoc
DATE: 2/20/2007 11:07:00 AM
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This is why we need medical professionals.
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AUTHOR: diverdowndoc
DATE: 2/20/2007 10:32:00 AM
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Ok- no "Pigs in [Cyber]Space" jokes
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AUTHOR: diverdowndoc
DATE: 10/29/2006 12:01:00 AM
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My first blog- ever!
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