Politicookies

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My awesome wife made cookies for Voting Day. Equal numbers of Donkeys and Elephants, and one Tree (since we didn’t have a Sunflower) for the Green party.

Go Vote

Tomorrow morning I’m going to be getting up early and heading out to vote. I’ll be voting for the candidate who has won the endorsement of American Conservative magazine. The candidate who is supported by the sons of Dwight Eisenhower and Ronald Reagan. The candidate who has been endorsed by dozens of other prominent Republican governors, senators and ambassadors who want a secure nation with sound fiscal policy.

They’ve seen through the lies and distortions vomited up by partisan campaign ads. They’ve actually checked out the facts and researched their candidate’s position instead of relying on talking points.

They’ll be voting for Kerry, and so will I.

How about you?

Happy Halloween!

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And GRR!!! And here’s hoping the 50 kids who’ve stopped by so far have enjoyed the hackey sacks and the skeletal paratroopers we’ve been handing out…

Good vs. Bad

Frog Island beer – Good. Very good. We got a six pack of one of their ales from Whole Foods last night and it was very tasty.

Elliot Ness Ale – Bad. Of course, you should probably expect that from a beer named after someone who was famous for keeping people from drinking.

DayQuil – Good. Right now it’s what’s keeping me from having to breathe through my mouth. Yesterday’s minor throat-tickle has morphed into a full-blown cold.
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A Tale for the Haloween Season

In the style of the inimitable HP Lovecraft, “The Great Old Pumpkin” By John Aegard.

More 419 madness…

It’s kind of strange. Pretty much the only consistant spam has been the Nigerian 419 scam letter. The other types of spam I’ve been receiving have been changing over time. It used to be advertisements for various love-life enhancing supplements. Then there was a flood of mortgage and refinancing ads. Now I’m mostly getting ads for tobacco products. I guess it’s a stage of life kind of thing: first they want you to party, then settle down, then kill yourself off…
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Romance is dead. The cats killed it.

I very nearly played a spirited game of “Punt-a-Cat” on Friday night.

Ok. So here’s the scenario. My Wife was feeling a little tired, so she decided to take a little nap after work. “Wake me around 9” she said.

So I went to geek out a bit (short version: neither of the house PC’s will run Windows XP), then decided to head into the bedroom with a bottle of wine and two glasses. I snuck around all quiet like, stocking feet and all, down to the cellar and back. I opened the bottle in complete silence, crept down the hall, avoiding all squeeky floorboards.

And then, in the bedroom doorway, I stepped in cat puke.
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The Frogurt is Also Cursed

We’ve got a box of rubber bands that’s been part of our office since before the last time we moved. It’s an ordinary, rather tattered actually, cardboard box with a little rip-out lid so that you can grab a single rubber band out of the morass inside. It’s a sort of zen calming device. You have to relax and work gently to remove a rubber band from the box. If you’re in too much of a hurry and try to just grab one rubber band and yank it out it’ll get tangled up with its neighbors and you’ll wind up with a huge clot of rubber bands springing out and showering all over the office floor.
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Mini Earth Elemental

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Everybody wants one of these guys to wrap a piece of string around…

Spine in a bottle

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Just a quick image to share with y’all. I have no idea what’s going on here. It’s a line drawing from a sketch that a doc dropped off. It looks like a bobble headed bottle bodied person with a strange spinal condition. Personally, I think it’d make more sense if the neck was more bent in part ‘A’ and less bent in part ‘B’, but I’m not the one with the expensive letters after my name…