Blame Drew’s Cancer

“On May 20th, 2009, Drew Olanoff was diagnosed with cancer: Hodgkins Lymphoma.

“Ever since that day, Drew has blamed everything on his cancer. Losing his keys, misplacing his wallet, Twitter being slow, the Phillies losing, etc.

“Why? Because you have to beat up on Cancer to win… and you can help out.

“Blame Drew’s Cancer for everything you want….”

It takes a strong guy to take his cancer diagnosis and turn it into a viral internet phenomenon. People by the thousands are using twitter to blame Drew’s cancer for their problems, and we can see them all at  They’re hoping that some nice companies will donate a dollar for every person that blames something on Drew’s cancer to the American Cancer Society or the Make a Wish Foundation. Sounds like a bit of fun and potentially a good cause….

Marcia blames Drew’s cancer for the squirrels that keep attacking our garden, and I blame Drew’s cancer for every software bug I’ve fixed since May 20th.

Thankfully, Hodgkins Lymphoma is one of the most curable kinds of cancer, with a 90%+ remission rate. Still, Drew will have a tough road ahead, and we wish him the best.

So if you use Twitter, go and #BlameDrewsCancer for something.  Then watch for yours to pop up (mine took about 10 minutes to show).


One month ago I recieved a text message.  This is what it said:

Kayla it riff wat up?

That was it, I do not know the sender. But it does stir some questions in my mind.  Like, is riff the name of the guy?  Is that the whole name, or is it short for something?  What could it be short for?  And if it is the whole name, what were his parents smoking when they decided on that?  The world may never know.  Unless of course this guy happens upon my blog and answers the questions above, that too would help him know that he got the wrong number, and I (by “I” I mean Kayla) am not just ignoring him.

On yet another random tangent.  Every so often, on a Monday, I get a call for a Jane or Shayne.  It is hard to understand these guys in their weird hung-over states.  Some of them are still pretty drunk when making the calls.  So this girl is going out and giving out “her” number, which really happens to be mine.

I have had this same number since January 2004.  I doubt it is left over callings from the previous owner, especially since it started about a year and a half ago.  Though this was my first random text message.


Jacob is totally in a band!

It is a pvc pipe band.

They are awesome.

For those of our friends and family wishing to see them perform, there are a couple shows that we know they can attend. Some may be close or not so close.  However they are open to those who show up.

Monday, April 6th Pipeline will be at the Galesburg Public Library.  They perform at 10am.

Thursday, April 9th Pipeline will be at the Parlin-Ingersoll Public Library in Canton.  They perform at 2pm.

Tuesday, April 14th Pipeline will be at the Jerseyville Public Library.  They perform at 7pm.

Saturday, April 18th Pipeline will be at the Burlington Public Library.  They will perform at 2pm.

Saturday, May 9th Pipeline will be at the Musser Public Library in Muscatine.  They will perform at 11am.

Monday, May 11th Pipeline will be at the Moline Public Library.  They will perform at 6:30pm.

Be sure to invite your friends and your childrens’ friends as a bigger audience makes for a more enjoyable show, at least Marcia thinks so.  Show up early enough to get a good seat.  We hope to see Many of you at one or some of these shows.

By the way DVDs of their last tour are for sale at each of the shows.  The cost of the DVD is $10 (USD). I know some of you have been wanting to know if this was available.

Our story

Marcia decided that we are going to start keeping a family journal.  I think this is a great idea, except she keeps insisting that we can’t actually start it until I write my version of how we met and fell in love and got married. Every time I sit down to start writing that story (and while she won’t believe me, I have started many times), I realize that there needs to be even more back story, and I give up and scrap what I’ve written.

So tonight, I decided to take a different approach and instead of writing a novel, I started writing it in the style of a children’s book. Marcia rejected it for inclusion in the family journal, so here it is:

How we Met

One day in church there was a pretty girl named Marcia.  We skipped a church dance together and walked around outside.  I liked her.  We went back to her apartment and…

played cards.

Then I went on a mission.

Then she went on a mission.

Then I got back.

Then she got back.

Then we dated for like 5 years.

Then she moved away.

And I missed her.

So I asked her to marry me.

She said yes.

And we got married.

And I liked it.


I wouldn’t look for it in the Scholastic book catalog any time soon.

We took a little trip

Our trip took us to Indianapolis.  We* went to the IMA~.  We went to the zoo%.  We went to Super China Buffet^.

*We = Adam, Emily, Erin, Jacob, and Marcia

~Free, and really cool!

%This is the coolest zoo I have been to this year! A dolphin dive from underneath We got to pet sharks, and some of them loved us, and some of us loved some of them. Petting sharks at the zoo There were even dancing sharks. Dancing Shark

^Here is the buffet video.

Preschool Talkers

We all enjoy what the preschoolers say, and I get lots of things to write down.  Now I have a place to keep all of them, and be able to enjoy them.  They are now being kept safely at where each day I will add another to the list.  Check it out.

Also jsut as a randomness, our spam filter just passed 13,579 last night.  All odd numbers.


Preschool Brings Out My Creative Side

So, we were cutting and gluing and coloring and I made a new book.  The process was somewhat fun.  The children helped me know what pictures to cut out of magazines.  I glued them on the pages.  Then the story-line came. . . . Enjoy!

tth-page-1 tth-page2 tth-page-3 tth-page-4 tth-page-5 tth-page-6

I felt the need to add the “THE END” on the last page right above where it is written because it is hard to see.

Mistakes made by other people

Last week, we had two experiences where we derived benefit from the mistakes of others:

Story #1:

We were at one of our local department stores, buying pieces for a halloween costume.  We went as convicts, which was simple to do: scrubs with a number painted on, and some makeshift waist-chain handcuffs.  We found the scrubs, but the top didn’t have a price tag on it.  No big deal, we assumed it was the same price as all the other tops, which was $10 or so.

When we went to check out, the cashier rang up our things, and when he got to the scrub top, he started looking for the price tag, which was nowhere to be find.  He looked a bit perplexed and annoyed, and Marcia said “it must be free!” (This is something we often say when a price isn’t immediately apparent, and doesn’t usually get much response from cashiers, especially at this store that doesn’t like to give up a cent if they can avoid it.)

The cashier looked at Marcia, and then said in a rather pathetic I-have-a-cold-and-feel-like-crap voice, “And I’m gonna give it to you free too, because I’m sick and don’t want to be here.”  And then he put the scrub top in the bag without another thought.

Free scrubs! Score one for Marcia and the sick cashier.

Story #2:

Saturday night, we decided to order pizza.  We had a coupon: Buy an extra large specialty pizza at regular price, get a large one-topping free.  We thought that was a pretty good deal, so we called and ordered.  This particular pizza place has a specialty pizza that Marcia really loves.  To protect the innocent, we’ll call it the “spinach” pizza.  We ordered an extra large spinach pizza, and got a large pizza with tomatoes (yes, tomatoes are excellent for a one-topping pizza) free.

We went and picked up the order, and when we got home and opened the pizzas (ALWAYS check the order before you leave the store… I know better), we found that the spinach pizza had onions and mushrooms all over it – both things that Marcia doesn’t like on her pizza, and which I didn’t remember ordering.

I called back to the pizza place, and explained that I thought there was a mistake.  At first, the guy said “that’s what comes on the spinach pizza, which is what you ordered.”  Then he realized what had happened: There is also a “spinach DELUXE” pizza in their computer system, and he had printed a ticket for the deluxe, when we had only ordered the regular.  He asked if I wanted a regular spinach pizza instead, and I said yes.

I went to exchange the corrected pizza (they did offer to deliver it free, but it’s faster to just go pick it up), and when I took the original offending pizza in, they said I could keep that too, since all they would do is throw it away anyway.  While Marcia won’t eat the mushrooms and onions, I will, so free pizza for me!

So, TWO extra large pizzas and one large for the price of one extra large – that’s a pretty good deal.  Score two for me and the pizza guy with marginal reading comprehension skills.