August 14, 2008 • 2:06 pm 0
Grooveshark
July 1, 2008 • 1:06 pm 1
A quote from today…
“Holy crap…there’s just two Sonic peppermints, a couple of moist towelettes, and Bobby Goldsboro…”
Me, regarding the contents of my popular candy drawer at work.
Filed under: fun
June 20, 2008 • 8:58 pm 1
The view from Mars…
Check out The Boston Globe blog entitled Martian Skies, and pay close attention to the 7th and 8th pictures down on the page, both of which are animated and hard to miss. If these pictures are to be believed then, put quite simply, Mars is inhabitated by giant Air Elementals clearly hell-bent on ridding the universe of humans. Just LOOK.
May 28, 2008 • 1:35 pm 0
Flowers on the Wall
This song is one of my few memories of early childhood. I can distinctly remember listening to this song, singing this song, and thinking that it was a naughty song because it mentioned smoking cigarettes. Ah, youth.
I still like the song despite it’s silly bizareness. Anyhoo, enjoy.
Filed under: entertainment, fun, music
April 15, 2008 • 11:36 am 0
Kill Procrastination
If you are like me, putting off tasks has evolved from bad habit to art form. However, it tends to get me into trouble as those put off tasks collect in the bottom of my hole dug with laziness. In any case, I’ve put together the following short article to help us all, including me, slay this dastardly beast.
[more to come later]
Filed under: fun
October 31, 2007 • 12:37 pm 0
Wisps and Whiskers
Happy Halloween to all. May the Great Pumpkin rise from your pumpkin patch with lots of toys.
Tomorrow is the first day of Whiskerino, and as such I have already shaved off my full compliment of facial hair to take part in a documentary of the event. For those who are not aware of the Whiskerino and who are also unable/unwilling to click the link for more information, the Whiskerino is an event held every two years wherein men from all over the world (though a large contingent is here in Middle Tennessee) shave clean on November 1st and grow beards until March 1st. Photos are taken, stories are told, and lives are changed. It is fun for all. I will have to shave once more in the morning to ensure that the palette is clean and smooth and ready to be properly bearded. And oh, it will be bearded.
And by the way… minor bun engine made Benny Lava.
August 1, 2007 • 1:26 pm 1
The Early Bird Gets the Worm…
July 30, 2007 • 9:41 am 3
The Spider and the Toothbrush
I have a sincere and overwhelming fearish hate of spiders. Pure evil, by my estimation, although I am well aware of their beneficial presence in our world. Evil, nonetheless, I say.
One evening before bed a few days ago I went into the bathroom intending to brush my teeth. I was horrified to find a spider , one of the extra-long leg and skinny, segmented body variety, had spun a web between the bathroom wall and my toothbrush. There it sat, in its mockery of my hygiene, it what appeared to be a quite smug stance in its evil little web.
Obviously mortified, repulsed, and violated, I struck down on the woeful thing with great wrath and fury reducing it to a smug stain with one partial leg. The damage, however, had already been done to me. I swore not to use the horrible, spider-fondled toothbrush again.
A couple of days passed, and as I had not yet been fortunate enough to make it to the store for another toothbrush, my teeth were suffering the consequences of my oath against the arachnid’s doing. It was bed time again, and I recounted the story to my wife for the third time while holding my repeatedly-washed toothbrush in my hand. After many refusals to use the toothbrush again, the following verbal transaction ensued:
Wife: “Just use it. It was just a spider.”
Me: “But it nested on my toothbrush. It’s got evil on it!”
Wife: “Spiders are probably fairly clean.”
Me: “They are absolute evil.”
Wife: “Did you kill it?”
Me: “Of course, I killed it.”
Wife: “Well, then you won.”
The logic was profound. With a new sense of pride and victory, I brushed my teeth and felt okay about it. Needless to say, I’m still getting a new toothbrush.
June 27, 2007 • 9:21 am 2
Tattoo Muse
I think I’d like to have a tattoo, except only for a short period of time – perhaps a year or so. Maybe then I’d get a different one, or update the one I had. The fact of the matter is that tattoos are fairly permanent. Those things aren’t coming off.
As groovy as I think it may be to have a tattoo of a ninja squirrel or something, the fact that it will still be on me as an old man is a bit distressing. I mean, who’s going to take a 80 year old guy too seriously if he’s sporting a ninja squirrel. Besides, by that time, it may appear to be more of a gray splotch with a sword, and I reckon that may lead to an even more drastic decline in one’s credibility.
