Monthly Archives: January 2009


I have most seen chia pets as either human heads or farm animals; evidently my neighbor used it for his lawn:


Why bother???

Seriously.  How about a book called “Dumping the Self-Absorbed”?


Airport “security”…

Yes, I know quote should only be used for quoting; it’s the closest I can come to air quotes over the internet.

My complaint is about airport security.  So after 9-11 they took away all of our sharp instruments (nail clippers, etc) but liquids were okay; now sharp thing are okay and liquids, creams and gels are tightly regulated (THREE OUNCES ONLY!).

This means that before you could NOT bring a razor but COULD bring shaving cream.  Now you CAN bring a razor but CAN’T bring shaving cream.

What does the TSA have against us getting a good shave anyway???


My former neighbor’s nine-year-old boy’s invitation to hear him play piano…

Come on. How precious is this???  He already knows that free booze brings ’em in!


How mistakes happen and people almost go to jail.

So I walked out of a movie a couple weeks ago and needed to use the restroom (as I always do after holding my bladder through an entire film).  I looked up and saw this:


Good news!  The restroom was right next to the theater I was in, so I quickly walk in and sense that something has gone horribly wrong.  Namely the fact there are no urinals.  Oh, and that there are WOMEN in here!

I do a quick about-face and exit to try to see the error of my ways.  It turns out that had I looked up to the sign after getting two more feet out of theater I would have seen this:



The whole town is Cardinals crazy…

…even Hiro sushi had their rice in the shape of a football:


Sit right back and you’ll hear a tale…

So my friend and co-worker Dalon (he’s South-African; I guess that passes for a name over there) recently bought a 51-foot sailboat that he is now living on, and not only that he convinced his girlfriend to move on-board as well while only having about two linear feet of closet space and a toilet that is not currently operational.  I’m not sure if I am more impressed with his sense of adventure or his power of persuasion with the fairer sex.  Who else could talk a woman into that?

Here are some pics:




He plans to start sailing the world in a few years or as soon as the economy collapses, whichever comes first.  If it turns to armageddon, I may go with him.

Oh!  And his dog lives on board as well!


And this is me boating while intoxicated:


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