Photo upload

More photos. These are mostly animals we saw at the Puyallup.

http://jrhughson.smugmug.com/gallery/3530811/1/199626040

It's just one box of ziti

I crossed my thousandth post 3 posts ago from this one. I know that if the human animal had eight fingers instead of ten then this would amount to post number five hundred and twelve which would have been about 500 posts ago. Damn evolution with the ten fingers keeping me back from milestones.

How about this for a show?

It's called prime time death. It's a one hour show in prime time and they just show you death after death after death and then a near death. The ensemble cast goes around and is near these deaths. Then when you start liking one of those characters they die. Just like that. Or they have a near death or if it's a season finale they show you something that looks like death but just turns out to be really really serious and permanent injuries.

Oh shoot when I try to pitch this show to NBC they would say, "Oh dude, we've got that show already and Michael Crichton is making an absolute killing (pun completely intended) on it."

Action sports shot

OK so my first action sports shot now that I have my camera working is a little kid getting thrown off of a sheep at the fair:



Seriously they try to ride the sheep for 6 seconds. Sound easy? It's not.

Just soft enough

I had grand plans to take the dogs to the park and work with Timber on some stuff and get out and be active.

It's raining. Winter has arrived. So I'm drinking a coke and eating what I think might possibily be the best chocolate chip cookie ever made. Coke and cookies...

Blew out my flipflop...

I had a pair of keen sandals known as Newports in the bison color. I wore them everywhere almost all the time. No I never had socks on. In the midst of my iPod crisis recently I put them on and the right one didn't feel right when I pulled the elastic tight. See? You don't even have to tie them. So I was delighted to find that they still make them. I have never been able to call ahead for shoes before, but I did just that. REI served them up.

Of course Jen had to copy me.

It's the shoes. Chicks dig the shoes.

I spackled

They say if you have a hammer everything looks like a nail. I just spackled the downstairs bathroom and now all over the walls I see holes...

on the bright side...

I lost my iPod. Maybe it was stolen. Maybe not. Hard to say. All I know is I don't have one and therefore I have no tunes at work. I don't even want a new one. The touch one doesn't do anything for me at that price and only 16GB. The classic one is bigger, I think, and likely cheaper than mine was, but keeping mine would have been free. Shelling out for a newer cheaper one is not free. Hence the grumbling sound you hear in this post.

I also lost my free access to Mathematica. OK yes that is a total geek then, but then again who else actually joins the MAA for fun? I'm not sure there are many of us hobbyists in the organization. I do it for the periodicals and the little oh boy am I a geek card in my wallet. Mathematica is this super huge piece of software that costs thousands of dollars. I had a complimentary copy (of which there isn't any need to discuss how I got that.) which expired end of last month. There is no way I could justify actually buying it as I only play with it. If you look at my all consuming right now you see a Matrix Operations book. I was just doing the homework with it as I went through the book. Yeah.

Oh you were looking for the bright side? I have a new box of tic-tacs freshmint. That's the bright side.

Oh where I come from we call that a doughnut hole...

We ate at a place called Voodoo Doughnuts in Portland. I had the blood filled voodoo. It was chocolate shaped like a guy with blood filling (blood of a raspberry in this case). Also I tried not to think about it, but most of the "blood" was pooled up in the little guy's ass. It was gross yet tasty all at the same time. I tried to eat part of Jen's apple fritter, but man that shit was rich.



We took the kids and I'm glad that they were fixated on the fact that some of the items had been encrusted with froot loops or M&M's.



Why? Because I didn't want to hear, "Daddy what doughnut is a 'cock and balls'?"

No I did not.

Gene Pool

Just got back from Portland with Jen and the kids. We played in the pool every morning we were gone. The first two mornings there was very little in the way of other people. This morning it was busier and stupider.

First there were the seal twins. They liked to belly crawl on the tile from the pool to the hot tub and back again where they went head first into 3' of water. Just waiting for Darwin to come a knockin'. Apparently Max tried to make friends with them talking about the temperature difference between the hot tub and the pool and got back the clever retort, "I don't care what you think." Lovely.

Then came baby couple. Did I name them that because they looked baby-ish? No. Because they had lots of babies? No (they did, but no.) It was because they left their baby with their stuff. I shit you not. Towels? Check. Shoes? check. Baby? check right here by the table.

They get better. It was a lovely couple. The dad who quickly became known as, "chest hair bra man." Seriously if I had two patches of jet black chest hair over my man nipples and really not much else to speak of. I'd be the "doesn't have much chest hair to speak of maybe but does some razor burn guy." Dude get with the twin trac and take care of it. No your tattoo doesn't distract from it in fact it's the other way. The man hair bra distracts from that turtle on your side. Seriously.

OK this fucker is an adult. Just left his baby by the towel rack. I'm reading a magazine that I'm almost done with. I'm sitting by the shallow end. I'm watching the baby now. Why? Could you not? I mean seriously the baby was awake and in it's little seat and they were swimming.

Butt muncher jumps in with a big splash and nails me and my magazine. Lucky for him I wasn't reading one of my new Powell's finds or I'd have grabbed him by that man bra and given him a shake. OK no I wouldn't have. I wouldn't have touched him for anything.