Shh. They Can Hear Everything

Well, maybe management cannot hear everything, but God can. He hears when we cry out in pain. He hears when we minister to others. He hears when we use language we should not. He even hears when we think inappropriate thoughts. In spite of all this, He loves us. Our debt for all this has already been paid. Amen.

Alison is working hard on her job search. Continue to pray for her to find the right job and not become discouraged.

Kathie only has two more days of students and three more days at school for this year. She did get a letter, so she will be back at her school again in July.

Dad said he is feeling very well this week. This bodes well for upcoming chemo sessions. Well, I think so. Still, keep praying. You might check his blog for updates. Oh, that's right. There aren't any.

There is a Happy Hour get-together today of ex-Motorolans. I plan to inflict (I mean share) my comic strip on them. Think I will be invited to the next one?

This Post is 90% Funny

I estimate that 90% of the material in today's CoV is 90% accurate. And I am having another dry spell in ideas. I am down to 17 unpublished strips. Come on, brain.

Chillaxing After the Weekend

Yes, this CoV does have some overlapping text. Yes, I meant to do it that way to imply the myriad of words spoken during conference calls that we don't always listen to. Those are supposed to represent headphones on their heads. Yes, it's funny, so stop whining and just read it.
Plenty of activities over the weekend. Some of them are covered in yesterday's post. Take a look. I'll wait.

Back to work now. Yes, me too.

Grad Photos

I decided to share some of the photos from Alison's graduation with her Master's in Elementary Education.This is what she's been working for? Doesn't look like something worth thousands of dollars, does it?
She first shook hands with the Dean of the college and received the diploma folder. I luckily caught the right moment.
Here, I caught Ali getting her official photo taken during the graduation ceremony, which happened on her offstage after shaking hands with the Dean.
As you can see, the ceremony did not keep Bella's attention the whole time.
Kendall wanted to say hi to Aunt Ali.
After finding each other outside of Wells Fargo Arena, we posed for a quick pic before heading home to change.
Kendall chose to sit out the last photo so she could catch a quick drink with Aunt Ali to celebrate the day.
In case we forgot, Ali got a shirt reminding us that she graduated in 2009.
Wait, before we changed, Ali and Bella posed in the backyard.
And so did Ali and her Daddy.
At Red Lobster, Kendall decided that she really liked their cheesy biscuits.
Granddad and Bella, both with their hair all fixed up.
We ended the day at Dave and Buster's playing games and winning tickets. Ali did a wheel spinning game and won 500 tickets.

Congraduations

My title today is a mashup of congratulations and graduation. So congraduations to Alison for finishing her Master's and teaching certification in one year.

Guess what? I finally called Dad about his chemo and he chided me for writing blogs about needing to talk to him but never calling. He said, "Well, those that really cared called or sent me an email and I responded." Oh yeah, now I remember why I hadn't called. (Ha. Take that, Dad!)

So, Alison's graduation ceremony is this afternoon. The thing Wednesday with Obama was just the commencement. And this takes place inside of a closed arena (the same place Kyle and Lyndsay graduated). Then, tonight's activities include Red Lobster for dinner and Dave and Buster's for games.

Please pray that she can find a teaching position.

Maybe this weekend, I can get some photos of the grandgirls up to the blog for your perusal. I said maybe.

The Only Constant is Change

Apollo Group, the parent company of University of Phoenix and Western International University, has decided to change the tool we use to manage projects. So, while we no longer use Clarity at work, my strip will remain Clarity of Vision and will continue to have the high caliber of humorosity that it has always provided. I hope that eases your mind.

I heard that Obama shook each of the 9,000 graduates (or however many were there) hands last night. So, if Ali had attended, she could have shaken the president's hand. That would have been cool. Cool enough to have attended in the heat? I couldn't say. Less than 100 people had to be treated for heat exhaustion yesterday. Some of the water stations ran out of water. I had expected worse, so it sounds like a success.

I need to check on Dad and see how he is feeling. With these changes at work, I forgot to call him yesterday after his IV.

Clara Peller

Clara Peller did the famous Wendy's commercial in 1984. I do not want to hear that you were not born when that was released.

Dad had his second round of chemo yesterday. He goes in for some follow-up treatment today. I hope he is feeling better than he did after the first chemo.

Obama is here tonight. I see Susan S is going. I'll see how she liked the wait and the het tomorrow. His arrival should not affect my drive home today, though, because I do not use any of those roads.

Speaking of Susan, she sent me a note today about funny names working for companies. Remember when I wrote about that a few months ago and mentioned Peter Pan and Pat Nixon working at Motorola in the 1980s? She found a familiar name working at Intel. Willy Wanca. Nice, huh?

Today's CoV is not what I had originally planned. When I got in today, I read my original strip and it was not even remotely funny. So I pulled tomorrow's strip for publishing. Now, what will I do for tomorrow. I hope to correct today's, but we will see. Oh, the suspense.

Sorry this is a bit later than normal. I had to reboot twice because I was getting horrendous response time, and Blogger would not even come up. As you can see, it is available now.

Working Hard or Hardly Working

How dare you assume that I wrote today's Clarity of Vision from experience. It's just a joke, people. Oops. I just blew myself up.

We have fully rejected our chance to hear Obama now. Alison's allocation was returned to ASU, so I couldn't attend if I wanted. The forecast for tomorrow is 102F at 4pm (and our tickets were for 2:30, so we would have been sitting in the sun for over an hour by then), and down to 95F by 7pm when the President speaks. It would have been really cool to hear him, but really hot to wait. Oh well.

Dad goes through his next chemo this morning. We should all pray that it goes well and he does not get too sick. The doc has already scheduled him to come in tomorrow for an anti-nausea treatment, though. Still, nothing is impossible when you put your trust in God (well, that's what the song said).

The drought is over. That's right, I said the drought is over. I have been over a week without ideas for new CoV strips. Today, though, I wrote three new ones. And I think at least one of them is almost funny.

The drought is in full swing. That's right. I said the drought is in full swing. It has been two weeks since we did our aerobic exercise at home. That is not good. And on top of that, Justin is being all blah, blah, blah about running long distances and getting in shape and some kind of a state bake-off. We've got to get back into a groove. Maybe we'll start again tonight.

You may be sorry to note that there is no drought in unclerwalker blogs. And, whether you see this as a threat or an exciting preview, I will tell you that I have CoV strips written up through June 12. So hang on to your hats, pardners, we got a long drive ahead of us.

Mother's Day and More

We spent Mother's Day over at Lyndsay's house yesterday. As always, she worked up a lovely and yet delicious spread that we all too much of. (Photos soon). Then, we dropped in on my folk's to wish Mom a Happy Mommy's Day. Of course, we celebrated Kathie's Mother's Day with a little Star Trek, I did laundry for her, and we watched the Amazing Race finale. Whew! Are you tired yet? Oh but hey, no Mommy's Day sermon or hymns at church yesterday. What's up with that? I thought this was a Baptist church? We even got up early and went to the traditional service for it. OK, fine, we were awake anyway, but still?!

Today, it is back to reality. There are no Mother's Day hymns today, either. Just looming deadlines.

No Jazz, But Jazzed

It turns out that there is only live Jazz at the Gilbert park on certain Thursdays. So, Kyle and family did see some Thursday night, but nothing last night. Still, we had a good time picnicking, feeding the ducks, and playing in the playground area. I took some shots, but I have not loaded them yet.

However, we are jazzed after seeing the new Star Trek flick today. It was excellent. A lot of fun, even given the differences between J.J. Abram's version and the original. Digital effects certainly look better on the big screen than on TVs.

We have a late lunch at the grandgirl's place tomorrow afternoon. Still, we will swing by the folks and wish Mom a Happy Mother's Day first.

I will not be running 5 miles today, nor even 1 mile. It is just too hot already. This is probably due to having a Democratic president. I should have voted a straight Republican ticket, like I usually do (take that, Justin) ;)