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I got Q her first box of crayons - after she smashed mine to bits. I couldn’t find the nice big fat ones that I had growing up. They make some that are fatter than the standard crayons, but smaller than those from my youth.
I opened up the 8 pack and to my surprise there was pink. They replaced orange with pink. They also replaced black with green-blue.
It’s just plain wrong to tamper with an 8 pack of crayons. Bad Crayola.
The hard drive failed in my home computer. Freaky S.M.A.R.T. errors on Bios test and everything. So, I’ve got a new 250GB IDE on the way, but until it arrives there won’t be a lot of stories from me (typing on the wife’s computer).
Getting Q dressed to play in the snow is the same as playing Quidditch. Q HATES getting dressed except for putting shoes on. She has a shoe fettish and she knows shoes means she’s going outside.
Quiddich is over when the Seeker finds the golden snitch. Chasers score points by getting the Quaffle through one of the hoops. The Getting Q Dressed game is over when she has all of her snow clothes on. Q gets a point for everything that she takes off that I put on.
Yesterday was an all time high score for Q. I think she scored more points than I got for getting her dressed.
Five ways I tend to feel after speaking with Sprint’s Customer Service
1. Like I was just traded to another inmate for 2 packs of menthol cigarettes
2. Like I’ve been slapped repeatedly with a half-frozen sturgeon
3. Like I’ve accidentally just agreed to finish the homework of every kid in my middle school
4. Like somewhere in a big Sprint building, there’s a fat man with a monocle and a top hat smoking a cigar while dancing a jig and holding a fat bag of five-dollar bills with my bewildered face on it
5. Very, very unclean
The 5ives, link via boingboing
Q woke up at 5:48am this morning. It’s not uncommon so I didn’t think anything of it. I got her to go back to sleep and she slept till a record 8:30am.
During HighSchool, one of our projects in a science class was to pick a plant or animal and write a paper on it’s life cycle. Being the badass rebel that I was, I picked Hemp.
Nine years ago Lithuania broke away from the Soviet Union, leaving a lot of empty plinths that had previously been occupied by statues of Lenin, Marx and their regional disciples. An obvious question remained: what to do with the empty plinths?
Saulius Paukstys, a civil servant and member of the Vilnius bohemian set, saw the opportunity to fulfil a lifelong ambition. He founded the Frank Zappa Fan Club and commissioned a socialist realist sculptor to create a statue of Zappa on a patch of land in front of a children’s hospital in the centre of the city.
(Story via a Pleasant source)
Cool little site - gee, I wonder what it would look like if Yahoo News started using my theme?
Probably something like this.
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