Redesign Update – Today Wendy, Creative Director of the Pocono Record, threw in her much-valued input… personally I think it’s coming along nicely.

This week has been cancelled by Skarlet. Personally, I’m all for it.

Input anyone? Tammie would love to hear from you guys on how she’s doing with her blog… she’s already got a tagboard and a counter, and a whole bunch of other stuff.

Get your stories straight, ERIC!!!! Well, now is as good a time as any to print a retraction. Let me set the record straight by clarifying: Linkmeister paid for his own domain name, okay? Not Lee, as previously reported. Yes the wonderfully benevolent Lee is footing the bills for his and Kare’s hosting… but Linkmeister paid for his own domain name. By himself. With his own money. Not by some giiiiiirrrrrrrl….

It’s a “guy” thang. Don’t try and understand it.
My apologies, Mr. Timberlake. :0)

You’re married… stop that! Yes I’m married. But I’m not dead (I think.). It’s come to my attention that my flirtacious nature with female *FRIENDS* has become a bit of a problem with certain people. Making someone feel good about themselves seems to be a crime with the “morality police”, these days.

Well, please allow me to apologize…
I’m sorry for not telling you to “Fuck Off” sooner.

You don’t know me…. I’m *above* your petty judgments, asshole.

Raising Hell is currently running a great Father’s Day issue today. Including a reprint (at BobtheCorgi’s suggestion) of my “Dear Tom”.

After being “banished” upstairs all day yesterday, so the kids can finish all of their gifts… here’s a tip to fathers all across the world:

Today is NOT your day. It’s theirs.
Mother’s have known that for years. You know how they master the art of choking down the burnt toast, and force themselves to eat the runny eggs you and the kids attempted to cook for “Mother’s Day”? They smile, and tell you how much they loved breakfast in bed… and then shoo you & the kids out of the house so they can clean the disaster you left behind in their kitchen?

Same concept.

Children spend their entire “child life” seeking the love and approval of their parents. Father’s Day is somewhat of a larger-scale manifestation of that. They want you to know they love you and find the most creative ways to show it. Every year, I encourage them to keep their allowance money and explore their creative side. Love is free. And home-made gifts take so much more work and thoughtfulness.

The same way, I can look back at last year’s adventure where they tricked me into riding a horse for the first time, I can look fondly at my new “Floppy Disk holder” (comprised of painted popsicle sticks, hot-glued together), my new “container to hold stuff” (painted white with flowers and hearts), my “door of love” (a load of adorable little messages written on napkins and paper-clipped together), the cards, the pictures.

It’s the stuff memories are made of. You take life as it comes, see the love and the thoughtfulness behind it… and in time it becomes the memories that warm your heart, and make you want to hug the stuffings out of them for years to come.

Early, this morning my son and I got busted by Carole playing with his superhero toys in the upstairs foyer. I wanted to keep him occupied so everyone can sleep late. That’s my story, and I’m sticking to it!

Today… I am the luckiest guy on the planet. :0)

Yes gang, the Redesign of the Pocono Record Online is coming along quite nicely… thank you. New macros are being added to include the database which feed the headlines right to this site, and an XML file in NITF format… because contracts are signed and we are officially MSNBC.Com affiliates now.

I learned my lesson from last time. I asked “What do you think?”, and people were tossing constructive criticism all over the place.

You were supposed to tell me how marvelous I am, not criticize it, and suggest how to make it better. What the hell is the matter with you people? 😀

Now if I can only stop clicking on this link every five minutes, I may be able to concentrate….RAAAAAWWWWRRRRR!

More quiz fun from the Queen of Weblogs:

Life as an INTP
(Introvert, Intuitive, Thinker, Perceiver)

People of this type tend to be: quiet, independent, and private; logical and unemotional; creative, ingenious, and innovative, global thinkers; curious and driven to increase their competence; casual, and adaptive; nonconforming and unpredictable.

The most important thing to INTPs is their privacy and the opportunity to solve complex problems in unique ways.

Well, yeah… but what about my blackouts, memory loss, fluctuating weight, hair loss, and the fact that I suck at math, and everyone hates me???? Hey it’s the Meyer-Briggs test, based on the work of Carl Jung (who would probably say I designed this site to look like a penis on purpose!) take it with a grain of air…

1) Add Gossamer to the Warner Brothers section of SincereThoughts.Com. For Brother-in-law’s birthday next year.

2) Design a version of SincereThoughts.Com. For EricBrooks.Com, only the way I think it should look.

3) Come up with something more profound to write than “Happy Birthday” (Even though there’s only 3 minutes left to his birthday… that’s really no excuse!)

1) Brood.
2) Plot the death and destruction of thousands (or at least fantasize about it.).
3) Answer at least one email. Possibly using the tried and true eenie meenie minie moe method.
4) Brood some more.
5) Go over President Bush’s proposal of “The United Planet of America”.
6) Wish Tina a happy birthday. (Nico spilled the beans…)
7) Make up some more stories about my days as a CIA assasin for the paperboy (it keeps him from hitting on my daughter.)
8) Order 20 pizzas and have them delivered to a cave in Afghanistan. (*snicker* Osama HATES when I do that shit to him! Especially with anchovies… hee hee!)
9) World Peace Yeah right!
10) Decide what to do with the time machine I’m building in my basement. (In case Tyson won Saturday, I was bringing Muhammad Ali back from the 70’s.)
11) Stop making up stories Take a shower and try to sleep tonight. brood some more.

“You are Super(wo)man, the sort of righteous, indestructible do-gooder the world is crying out for. You use your uncanny powers for good, not ill. You are upright, resolute and just a wee bit boring ”

WHAT?????
Oh, this test SUCKED.

I’m not boring, and I use my powers for plenty of ill, bucko!!!!

I mean… look at my answers. Clearly… you can tell who you’re gonna be, with the stoopid obvious questions:
A) Superman
B) Spiderman
C) Batman
D) The Hulk

Four friggin’ superheroes, and you can’t even provide a cool graphic?

No Captain America (whom I find as irritatingly perfect as Superman.), no Human Torch, no Flash, no Black Panther, no Thor, no Silver Surfer, no Wolverine, no Wonder Woman… no Ghost Rider. (I’d give anything to ride the streets on a Harley and scare the shit out of little kids with my flaming skull, ok? And the whole “My soul belongs to Mephisto” stuff, tres cool, non?)

When you people can find a seemingly indestructible superhero, riddled with inferiority complexes, using a slingshot and plaster of paris as his weapons of choice (No. My *son* is “Dennis the Menace”, we covered that.), his arch-enemies are all redheads, unlimited supply of profanity, everyone hates him, and the world is out to get him… can you please pick him out for me????

Until then, I’m off the web…FOR GOOD!

Limey bastards. (It’s okay. I can say that, I’m a limey bastard too. Sorta.)