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The Parent/Coach January 18, 2006

Posted by TimTheFoolMan in Football, Love, Parenting/Children.
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One of the hardest things in the world to do is coach your son or daughter in some team-oriented environment, and do so in an equitable manner. Fortunately, I have had the opportunity to coach sports teams with and without my sons playing, and the experiences have given me a unique view into the world of the Parent/Coach.
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iTunes Library Sharing with AirTunes Rocks! January 15, 2006

Posted by TimTheFoolMan in Computers, Music, Science & Technology, Technology.
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OK… I generally hold back, but this is just way too outrageous. Sometime back, I bought a Airport Express. I already determined that it was cool, even though I wasn’t able to use the built-in LAN/WAN port to turn it into a wireless access point as I’d hoped. However, playing with it tonight has me feeling that the guys at Apple are absolute geniuses.
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Hostel as Perversion Immersion? January 13, 2006

Posted by TimTheFoolMan in Morality, Movies, Sports.
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I haven’t seen “Hostel,” and most likely won’t. Keep your shorts on though, because I’m not here to bash the movie, the genre, the actors, or the director. However, reading several reviews of the subject matter bring up some disturbing questions for me. Questions that go much deeper than one movie.
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Perverse Intel iMac Idea January 11, 2006

Posted by TimTheFoolMan in Science & Technology, Technology, Workplace.
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There are times that things pop into my head that are technically feasible, but are such Rube Goldberg notions that I’m almost embarrassed to admit that they crept into my consciousness. Tonight, my perverse technical side was trying to find justification for buying one of the new Intel-based iMacs.
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Sensitivity and the Teenage Son January 11, 2006

Posted by TimTheFoolMan in Love, Parenting/Children.
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Several years ago, my youngest son came into my home-office, appearing to wipe away tears as he entered. It was late at night, and he had been watching a movie downstairs. As he entered, I asked “You OK bud?” (my stock nickname for both of my sons), “it looks like you’ve been crying. What were you watching?”

“Godzilla.”
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