Mythbusters: fun with gas
I have GOT to get my hands on some sulfur hexafluoride:
I have to share this
This is easily my favorite news story of 2008:
FRESNO, California (AP) -- Authorities say they've arrested a man who broke into the home of two California farmworkers, stole money, rubbed one with spices and whacked the other with a sausage before fleeing.
Fresno County sheriff's Lt. Ian Burrimond says 22-year-old Antonio Vasquez was found hiding in a field wearing only a T-shirt, boxers and socks after the Saturday morning attack.
He says deputies arrested Vasquez after finding a wallet containing his ID in the ransacked house.
It's okay to be nuts if you're smart, too, but this guy was crazy and stupid.
Toby Keith for Obama?
WTF?
The fact that he's a Democrat surpises the hell out of me, but it's a free country, so whatev.
The real question is whether he'll get the same sort of backlash that the Dixie Chicks got for criticizing Preznit Bush. I'm going out on a limb here, but I think that a lot of country music fans are, by now, pretty sick of Bush's shit, and they'll cut Toby some slack.
What say you, Internets?
This is a bitter pill to swallow
I idolized John Edwards, and I was really pulling for him to be prez'nit because I thought he was different. Turns out he's just another lying, cheating schmuck.
Hangin' with B-man
Look at those two handsome devils:
One night on our vacation, we had dinner with our friends Wayne, Laurel, and Braden. Troy was on crack. He was so busy running around their house that he shunned a most excellent dinner. On any other day, he would have scarfed it like a rapacious badger. Oh well. The boy could stand to lose a few pounds.
Just like his old man.
Ba-zing!
It was 36 feet long and weighed 400 pounds, I swear!
Dad took me fishing on Saturday and all I got was this lousy bass. :)
Seriously, though, it was good to get out there again. That's the first time I've gone fishing with him since I was in my early teens. Thanks, Dad!
My mother-in-law sent me to bed
Two weeks ago, we left for Tahoe Donner (Truckee) on a week-long vacation. My mother-in-law, Kathy, rented a cabin for the 8 of us. It was just the right size, with enough room for us all to spread out and be comfortable. The pool table in the game room downstairs was an especially nice touch.
The first night, there was a minor "incident". A little after midnight, when everyone was pretty well lubricated and feeling good, Kathy decided it was time to go to bed. Unbeknownst to the rest of us, that meant that it was time for us to go to bed, too. And it’s not like she got up and verbally announced it; rather, she walked over to the light switch and turned the lights off. When no one budged, she turned them back on, and quickly off again. After a couple more rounds of this, we finally took the hint and shut it down for the night.
I think I can understand where she was coming from. I mean, I needed to bring my A game the next morning, our second day of vacation. I might have burned the French Toast or some shit like that, and we just can’t tolerate those kinds of shenanigans. No siree.
Anyway, my bruised ego somehow survived having been sent to bed for the first time in 15 years, and I was able to enjoy the rest of my vacation. ;)






