What day is it? Doesn't Matter.

Have you seen this Men's Wearhouse commercial yet? Good fun.

This one's not bad either.

I am easily amused

QR Codes are popping up everywhere. I just created one for my blog. It works! You don't even need to print it out, you can just 'scan' it right from the monitor. Bwa ha! Hee hee!

I downloaded the 'QR App' for iPhone, it works well though there are likely better apps - this one is free.

Reminds Me of Home

My parents in Cleveland use this wheel-spinny doohicky to tell the gas meter reading person what they should be charged, since their meter is in the basement. You check your meter, set the appropriate levels for each gauge, and hang this card on your door via a little suction cup or magnet.

It always struck me as odd that the meters weren't designed and built to be in the front yard near the sidewalk, at easy eye level where the meter reader could walk down the block and take readings, avoiding angry dogs, locked gates, landmines and etc - I mean, putting the meter in the basement? That's not efficient at all.

It won't be long until all of our meters will be tweeting their readings directly back to the utility, and the wheel-spinny doohickies will be no more.

Ha

The DeLorean would never dent the TARDIS. As if.

DAMN

This makes all my problems seem stupid.

Is he a drummer?
Are those drum sticks?
Some sort of chopsticks?
Steve Erwin?

50 'Good Husband' Points!

I was chatting with a coworker yesterday, talking about my good lady wife.

"Yeah, I was talking with my life about that -" Blink. "Talking with my WIFE about that."

As Freudian slips go, this one is a zinger. Wait, is 50 points enough?

Home Row Enforcer

Fun at Mom & Dad's House

Cindy: Oh God! What IS that?

Mike: What's what?

Cindy: Is that a vacuum cleaner cozy?

Mike: (Averting gaze) I don't know what you mean.

Cindy: I mean THAT!

Mike: Oh, that's Sarah. She-

Cindy: It's creepy, that's what it is.

Mike: (Waving hands in warning, whispering) No!

Cindy: What?

Mike: (Voice even, speaking very deliberately, as if a warning) Sarah isn't a cozy. She's a member of the family.

Cindy: Don't give me that...

Mike: (Eyes wide, as if their lives depend on the next few moments, still whispering) Don't... Look her in the eye. She hates that. It's a challenge.

Cindy's eyes twitch involuntarily toward Sarah.

Mike: Just move... Careful now... BOO! (He grabs Cindy by the shoulders.)

Cindy: You ass!

Tsunami Party. Please RSVP!

I can't find the original source for this picture. I'd call it an optical illusion, but it's just a pic turned on its side. Perspective Illusion? It's a fun sensation to see the 'wall' of water 'hanging' there.

You Are Here

NASA brings us a picture of the Earth as seen from Mars. Brings an interesting perspective to our world and everything we think is so important. Even from our nearest neighbor, we are a teeny dot!

No No NO!

EEEK!
There's foreign matter in my cherry cobbler!
Oh God!
It's stiff but springy
it's long and slender,
GAG!
It's a rat's tail,
itsaratstailOMFG!

Wait, no.
It's a cherry stem.
Whew.

"George Carlin really hated this."

Worst Taboo clue ever.

Weekend Trippin!

We're going out of town to visit my Mom, Dad, Sister, and Brother-in-Law. It's always fun to visit the family!

Bat-house?

Hello Internet!

Any idea what this is? Looks like a bat-house to me. It's kind of cute, but it has to be difficult to enjoy the bat activity the way you would watching birds come and go.

Or is it a trap of some sort? Hmm.

I Must Be Adopted

This is my sister. She received 100% of our family's 'Hotness Genes', leaving none for me. I'm only slightly bitter about it.

Doesn't she look like she should be a pinup for what the boys were fighting for in WW2?

I'd like to turn this into a vintage-style poster for her sometime, if I had the skills.


Sis, I apologize for posting this without permission, but it was too fun a pic not to! She lives in Cleveland, but I'm sorry Kato, she's married.

Another 'Who Knew' Incident

On Sunday Cindy woke up with some shoulder pain, which by Monday had turned into difficulty breathing, which by Monday night had turned into shooting pains in her side/chest.

Since she was diagnosed with Congestive Heart Failure back in February, we rushed her to the nearest emergency room.

Turns out, she has pneumonia. We had been sure it was something to do with her heart. Pneumonia didn't occur to us, since everyone knows the symptoms for that are coughing up phlegm, fever, chills, and so on.

But it also causes difficulty breathing and chest pain, which were her only symptoms (so far). They hooked her up with some IV antibiotics and sent us home with a prescription for more. I'm really glad we went to the doctor when we did.

I didn't. But I could.

If eating a tub of cucumber sauce with a spoon is wrong, I don't wanna be right.