as an early christmas present my wife got me a new camera to use on our upcoming trip to wdw. i got a canon power shot sx40 with 35x zoom, so i can reach out and touch the world.
What are the three elements common to all great stories? A gnome, a beaver and some cheese of course. Sometimes in life you need a place to put your random thoughts and opinions, some more random than others. These are mine.
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Friday, November 25, 2011
The garnish vp
Black Friday
For the first time ever I will be going shopping on black Friday. I'm not doing the midnight thing, because I am an early to bed guy an need my beauty sleep, but my wife does want to find some deals since this is the first black Friday I've had off work in 9 years.
I don't know what to expect out there, but from news reports and commercials I fear the worst. If you do not hear from me again know that the cake is a lie and beavers are to be feared.
Now show me to the $5 VCRs and $2 8-track players.
- Meglio un giorno da leona che cento da pecora.
http://www.etsy.com/shop/xtencioart?ref=si_shop
I don't know what to expect out there, but from news reports and commercials I fear the worst. If you do not hear from me again know that the cake is a lie and beavers are to be feared.
Now show me to the $5 VCRs and $2 8-track players.
- Meglio un giorno da leona che cento da pecora.
http://www.etsy.com/shop/xtencioart?ref=si_shop
Thursday, November 24, 2011
Crying Traditions
Happy thanksgiving people of the world. I know it's a US holiday, but still have a happy Thursday.
Today Is one of those holidays filled with tradition. The macy's thanks giving parade is how you start it out. Followed by the Detroit lions game, which will interupted in order to make a plate. Then a turkey induced nap to follow. That is the way it had always been for me until I got married.
I'm not writing about how once we were married we had to do the two house hop, as we had thanksgiving dinner at both sets of parents houses on the same day. No today I am talking about the church my wife grew up in and their traditional thanksgiving morning service .
It is a casual small service (the church seats a couple thousand but on this day only a couple hundred attend), and from what I have experienced the main purpose of this service, besides giving thanks to the Lord, is to try and make you cry. To try and make you reach for a tissue as you can no longer hold back the emotion and begin to leak fluid from your eye-holes (technical term, look it up). Each year they ask a congregation member to tell how they overcame hardship and adversity in the previous year. How one overcame cancer, another job lose, another had gone to jail for crimes he admitted to, every year a sadder and sadder tale with that oh so surprising now things are great ending. And each year I see folks all over the sanctuary burst into tears. I think there is a much larger portion of society that enjoys crying than I once thought. I, on the other hand, sit there looking like the unfeeling ass, as I yawn and read the church brochure from the pew in front of me. I'm not a bad guy but how about picking it up with a little humor this year pastor. I applaud these folks for overcoming and picking themselves up off the mat, but why do they have to make you cry to feel that. I'll wait til a little later in the day when see how the lions are doing before I start the water works.
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Today Is one of those holidays filled with tradition. The macy's thanks giving parade is how you start it out. Followed by the Detroit lions game, which will interupted in order to make a plate. Then a turkey induced nap to follow. That is the way it had always been for me until I got married.
I'm not writing about how once we were married we had to do the two house hop, as we had thanksgiving dinner at both sets of parents houses on the same day. No today I am talking about the church my wife grew up in and their traditional thanksgiving morning service .
It is a casual small service (the church seats a couple thousand but on this day only a couple hundred attend), and from what I have experienced the main purpose of this service, besides giving thanks to the Lord, is to try and make you cry. To try and make you reach for a tissue as you can no longer hold back the emotion and begin to leak fluid from your eye-holes (technical term, look it up). Each year they ask a congregation member to tell how they overcame hardship and adversity in the previous year. How one overcame cancer, another job lose, another had gone to jail for crimes he admitted to, every year a sadder and sadder tale with that oh so surprising now things are great ending. And each year I see folks all over the sanctuary burst into tears. I think there is a much larger portion of society that enjoys crying than I once thought. I, on the other hand, sit there looking like the unfeeling ass, as I yawn and read the church brochure from the pew in front of me. I'm not a bad guy but how about picking it up with a little humor this year pastor. I applaud these folks for overcoming and picking themselves up off the mat, but why do they have to make you cry to feel that. I'll wait til a little later in the day when see how the lions are doing before I start the water works.
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Wednesday, November 23, 2011
Sunday, November 20, 2011
Warm heart. Blue feet
I remember taking this picture with my phone at the beach back in September to show what an idiot I was. I was taking pictures of the sunrise and didn't notice a wave coming in. What I didn't recall was that the water was cold enough to turn my feet blue. Glad it didn't go any higher up my shorts.
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A new frontier
I made a new move in my culinary life the other day, for the first time I bought and used ham hocks.
Not the biggest move I know, but it was in terms of what I actually use in my own cooking. I certainly am willing to try many new things when cooked by others, but my own cooking is often filled with new combinations of the same old thing. And even here I used the hocks in an old crock pot favorite of ham and beans, but it turned out very good.
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Not the biggest move I know, but it was in terms of what I actually use in my own cooking. I certainly am willing to try many new things when cooked by others, but my own cooking is often filled with new combinations of the same old thing. And even here I used the hocks in an old crock pot favorite of ham and beans, but it turned out very good.
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Wednesday, November 16, 2011
The walking dead
No I'm not talking about zombies, although I have felt like one the past few days of work. I'm talking of the dreaded cold/flu symptoms that have descended upon my head and chest and turned me into a shell of my former self. The amount of mucous that the human head can produce is one of the truly amazing things in mother nature.
Over the past 4 days of work it has slowly creeped up my throat into my head and now has returned to it's place of honor in my chest. Finally today is a day off from work, a day to sleep and recuperate. I shall win this battle as I have before a weakened but valiant warrior in the croop battle.
- Meglio un giorno da leona che cento da pecora.
http://www.etsy.com/shop/xtencioart?ref=si_shop
Over the past 4 days of work it has slowly creeped up my throat into my head and now has returned to it's place of honor in my chest. Finally today is a day off from work, a day to sleep and recuperate. I shall win this battle as I have before a weakened but valiant warrior in the croop battle.
- Meglio un giorno da leona che cento da pecora.
http://www.etsy.com/shop/xtencioart?ref=si_shop
Location:The walking dead
Sunday, November 13, 2011
new etsy items
here's a look at some of the new calvin and hobbes pendants i have put up for sale in my etsy shop recently
Saturday, November 5, 2011
The mud hut crowd
While driving to Starbucks this morning my sports radio station had an ad on for a charity organization, and like many other of these ads they described the people they were going to help as "living in mud huts". Hmmm. Is that a bad thing?
Isn't living in a mud hut considered "earth friendly"? As far as I know most of the areas where people live in these mud huts there aren't large forests to make 2x4's out of. Should these charities be raising money for lumber instead of food?
Is it not possible to have a well built mud hut? I understand that building inspectors may not be checking the mud huts like I'm sure they use to, but is there some sort of mud hut cave-in death increase that we need to be concerned about?
Is the mud hut equivalent to being homeless, because I think in mid January many of the homeless in my area would love a mud hut. Or is it more equivalent to living in a trailer here in the US? If so my brother-in-law may have given me the answer when he once said "there are some really nice double-wides". Maybe we just need to give these folks mud hut additions, like a nice rumpus room or library.
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Isn't living in a mud hut considered "earth friendly"? As far as I know most of the areas where people live in these mud huts there aren't large forests to make 2x4's out of. Should these charities be raising money for lumber instead of food?
Is it not possible to have a well built mud hut? I understand that building inspectors may not be checking the mud huts like I'm sure they use to, but is there some sort of mud hut cave-in death increase that we need to be concerned about?
Is the mud hut equivalent to being homeless, because I think in mid January many of the homeless in my area would love a mud hut. Or is it more equivalent to living in a trailer here in the US? If so my brother-in-law may have given me the answer when he once said "there are some really nice double-wides". Maybe we just need to give these folks mud hut additions, like a nice rumpus room or library.
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Thursday, November 3, 2011
Please give me one day
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