tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126859032025-03-17T20:06:26.660-05:00No one trusts the guy named after a barnyard animal.bullschuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09440787016495359863noreply@blogger.comBlogger133125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12685903.post-50506958342019844232020-01-24T12:11:00.000-06:002020-01-24T13:01:43.895-06:00

I have to start this story with a different story, one that happened to me years ago. I was shopping at the grocery store late one evening, as one does, when a ton of individual agendas (see eight kids) means time after work gets filled until about 9:30. I'm in the middle-ish of the store and I hear a whoop. Not an Aggie Whoop, mind you, but a spontaneous, joy-filled, gush of unexpected emotion.

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I know that I've been out of school for a while, but I still have school age kids. God willing, my oldest will be at A&M in a little over a year. For him then, Aggie Catholics: Prayers for Finals: Remember - as long as there are tests, there will be prayer in schools. Here are some prayers for students who have finals coming up....

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So now my second son, Jacob, is interested in riding bicycles. He just turned 11 and he is very internally motivated. He actually will pull out his bike and put it on the trainer and pedal without anyone telling him to do so. I bought him a used Specialized Hotrock and he will tool around on that all afternoon long, just going around the cul-de-sac. He's also inherited his older brother's road

bullschuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09440787016495359863noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12685903.post-29604203305342690682011-02-14T14:47:00.002-06:002011-02-14T14:49:54.431-06:00

From Isabel:"Ewww! Over there where the boys are, it smells like TOOT!"Words every Daddy wants his daughter to live by.

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So two of our children get visited by the electronic baby-sitter quite often. Since we don't have cable, they end up watching a heavy diet of Qubo, broadcast over the air in DFW. It's basically PBS kids-type shows with commercials. And they seem to have a limited selection of commercials. Which leads me to the meat of my post. I got this text from my wife today."TV is off. Audrey is playing with

bullschuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09440787016495359863noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12685903.post-72973499217039399092010-12-16T09:20:00.003-06:002019-11-11T16:50:56.262-06:00

OK, it's not a new story, just a new way of telling it. I like these view-historical-events-through-today's-techno-doohickies videos. Enjoy! Hat tip to Mark Shea.

bullschuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09440787016495359863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12685903.post-58216491592023525272010-12-02T09:42:00.000-06:002010-12-02T09:43:59.357-06:00

Hat tip to Marcel.

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So yeah, what he said...Marcel is a good guy. I didn't know him as well as I should have when we were at A&M together. He puts together a really cool blog and he has this to offer today.Aggie Catholics: An Open Letter To Politicians:"We are Catholic and we are American. You will be in our prayers and we promise to pray for you as you serve us."I especially like his first bullet point:We are

bullschuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09440787016495359863noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12685903.post-70579119759445550122010-10-20T10:57:00.006-05:002010-10-20T17:27:54.606-05:00

This reminds me of this.Actually, it was harder to go through the grocery store with 5. With 7, folks are moved beyond pity and curiosity to shock and awe. Plus our oldest is about six feet tall now.Feel free to discuss. My favorite response to "Are you going to have more?" - I'm not afraid.And no, we don't have another bun in the oven.Update: I forgot that I had written about how a number

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OK, so the other day I get an email from Icebreaker. They're an outfit from New Zealand that makes high end clothing out of Merino wool. If you haven't worn anything made with Merino you really should give it a try. This is not your father's wool. It isn't itchy. It's super soft and very comfy. It still retains heat like just about nothing else, even when wet. Best of all, it breathes, and

bullschuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09440787016495359863noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12685903.post-7829960546308023492010-10-07T13:00:00.003-05:002010-10-07T13:09:51.591-05:00

Lots of parenting activities this week. Every night. Monday night it was an event for Band. Tuesday night was a parent's meeting for Gymnastics. Wednesday night was Religious Ed at our church. Tonight is Choir Concert, and tomorrow night is a HS Football game.Oh, and in case someone's saying "that's what you get with seven kids," please note that all of this is for two kids. All but Friday

bullschuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09440787016495359863noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12685903.post-204023081899417442010-08-19T10:25:00.006-05:002010-08-19T10:49:37.112-05:00

Yesterday, I entered middle age. I am now 40. I am also no longer a "Fred," (a bike rider who buys way more bike than they need or a racer wanna-be entranced with the latest and greatest bike stuff) but a "MAMIL," a Middle-Aged Man in Lycra.You should now pause to breathe deeply and ponder the difference and the Earth-shaking consequences.The birthday was fun and was accompanied by several

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And this is a nice ninja news story. Basically it's the old bad-guys-are-mugging-kid-for-ipod-in-alley-and-look-up-to-see-ninjas-bearing-down-on-them. Kind of old school storyline, but it worked. Muggers pull kid into alley to get phone and ipod, muggers start to beat kid up, muggers picked wrong alley (right next to Ninja Senshi Ryu, a school for Aussies to become even more badass), ninja

bullschuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09440787016495359863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12685903.post-37366646301171928912010-07-29T10:25:00.002-05:002010-07-29T10:27:32.955-05:00

Just thought I'd try a new design here. One of the things I'm always picky about is embedded pictures or Youtube videos that end up being oversized compared to the default blogger content width. I may have to try to do it myself to get it right though.

bullschuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09440787016495359863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12685903.post-91709753435136169402010-07-27T18:50:00.004-05:002010-07-27T19:06:32.049-05:00

Today, I was picking up some gluten-free stuff at Sprouts, a gentleman approached me and said "You must be Bull." I didn't recognize him but he pointed out that he used to be a parishioner at St. John's, where I was the Youth Minister. Just in case anyone is keeping track, that was almost TEN YEARS AGO. Did I mention that I've grown a goatee and long shaggy hair since then? After exchanging

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So it was a week after Father's Day, and I had to drag them up at dark-30 in the morning to get them there on time, but I was able to follow this all morning long.Yeah, my younger son is a bit slower than my older son, but he worked so hard. 25 miles and nary a whimper or whine. On the way home, he even said "I need to work on hills. I mean, I don't want to work on hills, but I need to."My

bullschuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09440787016495359863noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12685903.post-85986382848079265892010-04-15T13:59:00.002-05:002010-04-15T14:02:29.571-05:00

I haven't been here for a while, I might as well make a big re-entrance...Hat Tip to Marcel.

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Well, I also picked up some more pancake mix. My oldest loves his pancakes so we go through the stuff pretty quickly.Something I've noticed about GF Pancake mixes in general: they tend to be thick. We've tried three different brands and they all come out extra thick when they are prepared according to the directions. It took serious extra milk to come up with pancake batter that would run like

bullschuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09440787016495359863noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12685903.post-2781282389272445512009-09-11T09:56:00.007-05:002009-09-11T10:34:58.414-05:00

So we've dove into Gluten-Free food now, I thought I'd post some reviews of what we've tried. Since there's actually quite a few different brands out there, it's as much to keep track of what we like and don't like as it is a review for anyone else.Today I'm going to talk about pancakes. Our family loves pancakes. Sometimes we eat them for dinner. My 14 year-old son Joseph has no problems with

bullschuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09440787016495359863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12685903.post-23264356231520669432009-09-10T15:06:00.004-05:002009-09-10T15:27:23.648-05:00

OK, in our house we often talk about the "packing gene." It's the one that Kim has that enables her to put more dishes in the dishwasher than I can. It usually shows up when I think the dishwasher is full but there are still dishes in the sink. Kim exercises her "packing gene," and more dishes get crammed in, rearranged, etc.I think there may be a "spelling gene," and that some of our kids

bullschuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09440787016495359863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12685903.post-87264336303457447112009-09-09T19:40:00.005-05:002009-09-10T15:06:10.121-05:00

A couple or three weeks ago we got a diagnosis for our 10 yr-old daughter, Allison. She's always been amazingly skinny and we thought it was some combination of genetics that she had six pack abs in preschool (my wife would still be within ten lbs. of her high school cross country weight if she weren't pregnant and I graduated HS at 6'5" and 165 lbs). She's strong and seemingly healthy, just

bullschuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09440787016495359863noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12685903.post-82214545299151454962009-05-20T10:47:00.010-05:002009-05-20T13:19:18.165-05:00

So in my efforts to finally find the end of the internets, I've stumbled across many a cycling website. One that caught my eye is that of Fatty, www.fatcyclist.com. Being a man of size myself I was naturally attracted to the title and they guy is a fine satirist. His big push is now to organize others to fight cancer by supporting the Lance Armstrong foundation. I don't have a particularly

bullschuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09440787016495359863noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12685903.post-90987907300215619582009-04-21T21:19:00.002-05:002009-04-21T22:12:28.842-05:00

OK, I had a couple of imitation ninja stories over the past year, but nothing seemed to show up for weeks on end at news.google.com.  I had given up hope that I could regularly record the exploits of the near ninjas among us.  True ninjas, of course, we would never know about.  Or if we did, we'd be dead before we could blog about it.  Enough of such happy thoughts, on to the news!In

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Gotta story for you folks.They are finally building a gym here at my office. Hooray! We've got more than 500 employees officed here and it was part of the original building plan, so it makes sense to have it. Unfortunately, it won't be here until October, and as they are going to have to do some renovation work, the only office shower will be closed soon. Then new facility will have three or

bullschuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09440787016495359863noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12685903.post-57191038210336962972009-04-01T13:06:00.004-05:002009-04-08T12:38:36.685-05:00

OK, so as part of last year's "stimulus" package, something called the "Commuter Tax Benefit" was extended from mass transit commuters to Bicycle Commuters. By the way, the writer of this blog commutes on bicycle to work quite often. It's only for $20 a month, which doesn't pay for a ton, but hey, that means I never have to worry about having the dough for some spare tubes, eh? Maybe I can

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