The EFF’s guide to what it means to blog in respect to your rights, as well as a good repository of information about what the law says bloggers are entitled to and what actions have been taken both for and against bloggers in court.

Skypecasts

Interesting alternative to doing things like an IRC chat. I’ve looked into podcasting before, and I have to say that, if you were so inclined, this would be a really neat-o way to try and have at least a small audience for a moderately popular podcast and allow people to ask questions. So many podcasts use Skype already to join their hosts together that it’s not much of a stretch.

Yes, it’s true:

I was on a bit of a streak recently, what with the daily updates and all.

Appears that’s all come to a screaming halt.  Lots of things have been going down, and unfortunately, this kind of thing tends to take a backseat to other things in my life.  I am sure you can understand that my blog is not the first and foremost thing on my mind when I’m dealing with things like trying to buy a house, going out of town for a long weekend, finishing my first major project at work and entering crunch time on another, or things like spending time with my wife and children.

That being said, I will try to hop back on the horse and begin posting with regularity once again, since I’m sure that some of you appreciated that I was actually commenting on what was going on.

The title is fitting as we have recently (and by recently, I mean last Saturday) signed a contract and placed a deposit to build us a new house. This would be an old topic if it were not for the fact that Amanda and I look at each other approximately a dozen times per day right now and casually mention to each other that we now, for all intents and purposes, own a home.

It is a very strange thing to think that soon, we will get to move your things to a place where they (hopefully) will be permanently located for a good decade or more, espeically considering the impermanence our recent string of residences have provided to us.

This is, of course, not an immediate thing, as we have been quoted at a six month minimum construction period, while they await the finalization of the financing, get the builder in gear and the subcontractors out to site, and wait for the utility companies to provide all the hook-ups necessary to a properly coded residence. It will be a difficult few months while we wait for this process to be completed.

But in the end, we will find ourselves fortunate to finally have a stable housing payment, a place to live that doesn’t share a wall with another family, twice the space we currently have for our young family, a back yard, and various other features associated with home ownership. We are stunned by the sheer enormity of our purchase and the fact that we will be laboring another thirty years before we have paid back the sum we are to borrow from a reputable financial establishment very soon.

I plan on going out as soon as is possible to snag an inexpensive digital camera with which to document this entire process, because I surely think that it is unthinkable that I would not have copious visual documentation of this process that I will be able to look at in twenty years and think, “this is a bunch of pictures of those guys building our home.” It is a very satisfying proposition, and I intend not to let it slip by without seizing full advantage of it.

All that is left before being assured of the completion of this project is to begin to save more money in our way to needing to buy home improvements and other tokens of necessity, as well as to complete the paperwork and disclosures necesaary to close on a loan of this magnitude. I can say that I have been assured by more than one party that I have the necessary financial clout and resources to “seal the deal,” as it were.

There are, of course, many more words to say about this process, and many thoughts crossing my mind, but it will take some time for me to put them down in concrete thoughts and words, due to the purely colossal nature of what has just happened in rather rapid succession.

To be short, we decided that it needed to be done, and went out and did it.

Six months before I can turn to my wife and children and say “Let’s go home.”

I can’t wait.

Amanda e-mailed me earlier this afternoon to share with me the following:

ha ha ha….just so you know, we have one superman, and one supergal, complete with capes…

This, of course, demands a phone call to follow up on the situation. I discover from the eyewitness at the scene (their mother) that they are standing up in their beds – as this is supposed to be naptime – and they have their blankets around their necks and trailing behind them as capes.

They proudly exclaim, one after another,

I’m superman!

and:

I’m supergal!

My children are more intelligent than I am comfortable with, and I do not know how my wife deals with them on such a continuous basis. I fear I may have let them completely overrun the house by now if it were my responsibility.