This is pretty cool. I just made a font out of my own handwriting. Look:
I know you want it. Click here to download it.
Installation Instructions:
Windows: Drag and drop the downloaded font file to your Windows\Fonts folder.
Mac OS X: Double-click on the downloaded font file, then click Install Font.
Back in February Daniel wrote a blog post about how Michael Jackson’s Billie Jean makes a good way to start the morning. He quoted his friend Jenie that said,
“If you could hear that song every morning, you’d know it was going to be a good day!”
And I agree that Billie Jean is a great way to start the morning, but I think I found a new song to start the mornings with. I’ve been rocking out to Mika’s Love Today each morning, and I have to say, I’ve been having some pretty kick-ass days the past week. Give it a try.
(I apologize for the lame video. The official video has embedding disabled, so I have to link to this fan-made vid)
I just switched over to wet shaving again. I go back and forth every 6 or so months. And I guess I was in a hurry this morning because I just looked in the mirror and saw a mini moustache. It’s like 5 little hairs hanging out under my nose.
Gross.
This is serious.
I’m toying with changing my Tiwtter avatar, but I want to make sure I’m making the right choice. Currently, my twitter picture is this:
I like having my face. Too many people have random cartoons or pictures, and you don’t know who they are. So I really want to keep my face as part of the picture. Another important thing to keep in mind is if the picture matches my twitter page. To be honest, the picture above matches my prior design (which was dark wood and dark blues and browns) but my new design is lighter wood with blues and reds.
What a dilemma. I can honestly say I know what Terri Schiavo’s family felt like.
So here are the pictures I’m toying with. Let me know what you think. I’ll post the photo full sized (2oox200) and then I’ll post a screen shot of what it would look like if it were on twitter.
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So help me decide. Which works best?? And while you’re at it, follow me on Twitter:
I’ve become a boring cook. Routine has forced Dan and me to cook the same 6 meals over and over.
It’s especially sad because I remember when I was younger, my parents cooked all of our meals from that cookbook called Routine.
Anyone know of a website of easy and affordable recipes?
I complained last week that my new office has a really shitty computer. Remember?
It turns out that it only took a bit of nagging and complaining to get a new one. I’m pretty technically “with it.” I don’t need to call IT for them to remind me how to do a Google search, and I’m pretty confident I can install software on my own. So when I started telling the IT guy about all of the things I wanted to do on my machine, but wasn’t able to do because it was a hunk of junk, he told me he’d get me a new one.
Ta Da!
On a completely unrelated note: Brian from CheapBlueGuitar stopped by yesterday and donated a bunch of stuff for the community garage sale that my teens are planning. He even tweeted it (with a nasty MrMikeLawson picture). If you live in the Tempe area and have stuff you want to get rid of, contact me.
MoBlogging isn’t a blog written by a homo. MoBlogging is a blog post written from a cellphone. I’m going to start updating this site a bit more frequently with smaller posts via my cell.
And maybe I’ll even include some photos taken on the fly.
I work with kids. And I witness kids doing the craziest things all the time. This really happened:
I’m sitting in the room watching children do a lego-building project. Out of the corner of my eye I see two five-year-olds fighting over blocks. One of the kids was a female named Addie, and the male’s name was Santiago. Addie is African American, and Santiago is Hispanic.
It was a pretty minor fight, and I knew that both of the kids were mild-mannered so I wanted them to work their beef out on their own. After a few minutes, Addie decided that she was going to come get an adult to help (she’s kind of a tattle tale). She ran up to me to tell me about the fight with Santiago and said, “Mr. Mike, Cinco De Mayo took a lego from me and won’t give it back.”
After laughing about the Cinco De Mayo stuff, I helped her find another similar lego.
Classic!
I have a bunch of toys on my desk. And you might think, “well he works with kids, so that’s understandable.” Right?
Well yes and no. Yes, the “collection” of toys (which includes a slinky, a homemade rubber band ball, and a Mr. Potato Head to name a few) started as a something that the kids enjoyed seeing and talking about. But it’s kind of blossomed into something very different. Now, I’m super-possessive of these toys.
“Can I play with the slinky, Mr. Mike?”
“No. They get stretched really easy.”
The only toy I let kids play with is my Rubix cube. And I even offer a prize. I’ll buy lunch to any kid that can solve the cube in an hour.
And through the years I’ve also collected a very impressive collection of children’s books. And I’ve only paid for five or six of them. And just like my toys, I’ve become very possessive about these books.
“Can I read The Dumb Bunnies book, Mr. Mike?”
“Only if you promise to return it when you are done.”
It’s bizarre that I’ve started collecting these childish things, and then I don’t want to share them with children because they may muck them up.
Dan, the best boyfriend in the world, purchased season tickets for the ASU Gammage theater’s 09/10 Broadway season. This is basically the place where the traveling Broadway productions stop in Phoenix. The 7 shows we’ll be seeing are:
