Mundane Ramblings

Cael’s Phobia

Court — Sat, 13 Mar 2010 20:42:58 +0000

Yesterday Cael and Nikki and I were driving in the van, and Cael announced that he has a phobia. Keep in mind, he’s 6, so we were pretty interested to hear what kind of self proclaimed phobia he could have. He eloquently announced:

“I’m scared of things with sharp teeth that jump out at you.”

I don’t think that many of us would disagree with that one, buddy. Least of all this guy, who was sitting at his computer at 2am in his home, and was bitten on the hand by a 3 foot King snake that had managed to escape from his neighbour’s house. He then had the presence of mind to capture the snake before getting 911 assistance.

That’s taking it to another level of pants-shitting terror, methinks.

Finally, we have this tragic story of a little boy who would have done well to have a phobia like Cael’s.

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Getting the job done right, the first time. Or the second, maybe.

Court — Thu, 11 Mar 2010 19:25:28 +0000

Nikki and I have been doing some painting around the house lately, and thinking of some other small renovations in the near future. It’s the small things you do that make the difference in your house, I think.

This Old House has long been a great source of “Home Inspection Nightmares” where there are 19 “Nightmare” galleries and counting. Some of them are incredible, most are scary, but usually just hilarious.

First we have the most convenient shower anywhere:

A window, electrical outlet, AND the toilet paper all inside the shower! Well done, sir.

These steel support beams are just for looks, anyway.

That PVC pipe will probably take the load, sure.

Finally, yes, that is a potato being used to cap an active gas line. I would have used a turnip myself, but I can see that this guy is a tater man, so whatever works for you.

via Metafilter.

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There is no reason for this:

Court — Sun, 07 Mar 2010 16:48:58 +0000

http://trololololololololololo.com/

but thank you anyway, Internet.

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Happy 9th Vallenversary

Court — Wed, 03 Mar 2010 20:42:45 +0000

March 3, 2010 is our 9th anniversary.

3/3/2010 = 9th

3 + 3 + (2+0+1+0) = 9th

9 = 9

Cosmic.

I love you honey. The universe wants it so.

This sort of number geekery has happened before here. It seems I am a one-trick pony.

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“Boozy Ape Sent to Rehab”

Court — Fri, 26 Feb 2010 20:20:37 +0000

It’s ok folks, it’s not me.

Still here, just unusually silent.

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My Lucky Secret Weapon

Court — Thu, 18 Feb 2010 20:17:33 +0000

I am lucky.

In general I think I have been one of the luckiest people I know. I have been employed steadily at a job I generally love for the past 16 years without any real interruption, I have the best family and wife I could ever hope for, I’m healthy, I have great friends, the list goes on and on. I’m sickeningly happy.

I have always felt that this was a direct result of me simply expecting to be that happy and successful. It makes no real sense, and I had no reason to believe that it would actually work, but it did. I am one of the more, ah, relaxed people I know, and it’s probably because of that very fact; I expect things to probably be just fine, so I’m not worried about them, and because I’m relaxed they do in fact turn out fine.

Now this has been basically “proven” in a sort of long term study. The article gives lots of detail, but the main point is: being lucky can be learned.

You can become luckier just by trying, and upon reading the article I understand now that I have been doing this for years without realizing it.

Lucky people tend to look on the positive side of misfortune
Lucky people trust their instincts
Unlucky people tend to be creatures of routine.

Way cool. Saw the article on Lifehacker.

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Westminster Dog Show

Court — Wed, 17 Feb 2010 00:00:50 +0000

The Ottawa Citizen has a great photo gallery from the Westminster dog show, which of course is a humongous deal for a teeny tiny fraction of dog owners, and for the rest of us just provides sheer amusement.

I subscribe to the “dogs are incredible, loyal, often hilarious companions, but they are not my life” group, like most folks I think, so the shots of these pampered pooches casting long-suffering looks balefully into the camera are pretty funny.

The caped Corgi shown here in particular seems to be saying “Oh, keep laughing. I will keell you slowly and taste your hot blood on my tongue… aaas soon as I am done perching here like an eediot. What is this? A bird house? What the hell are these things I’m standing on? Corgi stilts? Why am I wearing a purple cape? Bah, I shall keel you all for this. Tremble before me….Tremble!”

Almost every picture there is caption-worthy, I had a hard time deciding which one to make fun of…. This guy’s super-intense gaze spoke to me.

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You Can’t Win Them All

Court — Tue, 16 Feb 2010 18:16:33 +0000

On Saturday Quinn had a hockey game, and they lost 3-2. He wasn’t too worried about it, they just have too much fun playing to get all that worked up over it. We were walking out of the rink and I said to Quinn, ‘well don’t worry buddy, you can’t win them all’. His response?

“No, but you CAN lose them all.”

After I stopped laughing, I started thinking that this was actually fairly profound. In the grand sense, any “win” should be a reason to celebrate. We should be grateful for what we have, in essence. It can always be worse.

As I prepare to work again this weekend (which is 4 out of the last 5 weekends in a row) it is rather important to remember that it’s better to be working hard than hardly working.

Thanks buddy, I needed that.

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Smell like jet fighters and punching

Court — Tue, 09 Feb 2010 13:06:12 +0000

Good lord, these are good ads, I have been laughing my butt off at them this morning.

www.youtube.com/watch?v=ekn36qfsi74

They strike just the right combination of silly and funny.

This one is my favourite, for sure.

www.youtube.com/watch?v=owGykVbfgUE

The OldSpice YouTube channel has more, and the video descriptions are part of the joke, which is where the title of the post came from.

Saw this on Neatorama, nice find.

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It’s the principle, not the Principal of the matter

Court — Mon, 08 Feb 2010 20:07:08 +0000

I’m not a fan of guns, and would think that most reasonable people would agree that guns in schools are a bad idea (Remember when the pro-gun boys showed up on the blog to have a say and hilarity ensued? Good times.).

It seems that some school boards have a no toy gun policy to support the no real gun thing, which probably makes sense to most folks too. Some toy guns look pretty real, and that could result in mistakes and tragedy.

Still, sometimes you just have to wonder what some folks are thinking: a fourth-grader got hauled into the principal’s office in New York for playing with his LEGO in the school cafeteria (the horror…), one piece of which was a 2 inch toy gun. The principal (decided her life was in danger and) ended up threatening the boy with suspension. Here’s a chilling picture of the murderous weapon with which she was threatened.

Um ya.

This is exactly what the folks who wrote the policy were thinking, I’m sure. You know what else? I’m thinking they should remove all of the capital “L” magnets from the kindergarten rooms because if those suckers ever fall over just so, my god! It’s a perfect replica of a Luger, and it’s pointed right at Timmy! Heaven help the poor kid that tries to pick it up, he will probably be swarmed by three cops.

Sigh. Doesn’t this sound a little nuts? I mean, a LEGO gun? Even the kid’s police officer father thinks they went a tad far beyond reason. The mom is thinking of suing, and I say go for it.

Here’s the whole story.

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