The Coyne'r'Butch Christmas Letter 2006
Hi, Everyone! It's a Christmas letter from Coyne'r'Butch.
My grandfather's name was Coyne Carl; my Dad's name is, Coyne Lenard. My name is Coyne Eugene. Growing up, to avoid confusion, my Dad and I were given nicknames: Sonny and Butch, respectively. So, to everyone at home, I am Butch—not only do I respond to the name I actually use it as well, automatically. (Such as in, "Hello, this is Butch.")
But I like the name Coyne and I wanted everyone to know that was my name. So when I left home for college, I first tried to figure out a way to introduce myself as Coyne ("but call me Butch"). The methods I tried seemed clumsy and confusing to others, so I finally settled for introducing myself simply as Coyne.
Now, of course, I was doing this letter and the question arose: Should it be "Coyne's" Christmas letter or "Butch's"? I settled for both.
So what else should I write? Hmmm....
Because I only write Christmas letters once in a blue Christmas (like a blue moon, but even more rare) I'm pretty sure I haven't written anything since I became a Software Architect at Florida Hospital. This is kind of like having a job, but with lots of fun stuff like telling everyone else how to build software instead of them telling you (at least part of the time). More accurately, a Software Architect is a person that chooses strategies for software design and direction, in order to provide a stable base for application development. (That was really clear, huh?)
Before I was a Software Architect, I was a Systems Programmer. That was in 2003 (see how rare a blue Christmas is?) and I was only in that role for about 5 months before being volunteered (literally) to this role. Not only did I not have much choice in the matter, but it was kind of nice to be volunteered for a job I actually had wanted to do since 1994.
Hmmm...oh, yeah, a picture would be good. Looks weird, doesn't it? This was a self-portrait I took December 8th using a time delay, and I look a bit...forced. That's because I would set the timer and then frantically try to get to the right place to be in the picture. The picture came out pretty well, considering...it's me anyway. (Can you believe I used to have hair?)
This was taken in a local nature preserve, the Rock Springs Preserve. (Yes, even though the Florida state bird is the "construction crane", there are still a few things we haven't paved over.)
I sent a second card to as many of you as I could before I ran out. It showed a flamingo surrounded by Christmas lights. I tell you, Christmas in Orlando, Florida can be really surreal if you're from up north. Other weird things I've seen:
Of course, Florida isn't the only place that has surreal things at Christmas. I'm writing this from Sheridan, Wyoming, where I'm visiting for the holidays, and the winning contestant is the candy cane in a yard here. It is all lit up with lights and has on it a flashing sign, arrow shaped, that is labeled, "North Pole." It is, of course, pointing...south??!?
Haggai 2:7: I will shake all nations, and the desired of all nations will come, and I will fill this house with glory, says the Lord Almighty.
Isaiah 53:5: But he was pierced for our transgressions, he was crushed for our iniquities; the punishment that brought us peace was upon him, and by his wounds we are healed.
Isaiah 7:14: Therefore the Lord himself will give you a sign: The virgin will be with child and will give birth to a son and will call him Immanuel.
Luke 2:6-11: While they were there, the time came for the baby to be born, and she gave
birth to her firstborn, a son. She wrapped him in clothes and placed him in a manger, because
there was no room for them in the the inn.
John 3:16-17: "For God so loved the world that he gave His one and only Son, that whosoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life. For God did not send His Son into the world to condemn the world, but to save the world through him.
Mark 15:22-24: They brought Jesus to the place called Golgotha (which means the place of the Skull). Then they offered him wine mixed with myrrh, but he did not take it. And they crucified him.
Peaceful and Happy New Year.