thirtysomething...

at 9:58pm...

"This is Best Buy calling to confirm your delivery tomorrow between 8:30am and 11am. If you have any questions please call the Cary (NC) store at 919-xxx-xxxx."



Uh. I don't shop at Best Buy. Especially one that's 290 miles away, when there's one 5 miles from here...

Strange.


Oh. And when the hell am I supposed to call back to re-confirm?

From the "Houston Trip" with Heather's parents & Chris

Graceland


Johnson Space Center

Updates...

I am finally getting pictures back online since the move back to the US. Right now I'm using Google's Picasaweb to share the photos with you guys. Eventually I'll set up a server to host them with real HTML goodness. Eventually. Click one of the links on the left to see what I've added so far. I've also given the links a bit more categorization than before.

Getting tired of the stock Blogger layout. Maybe something custom (again) in the future. I'm also not real set on the blog name... Suggestions?

Know what the hardest part about drinking Single Malt Scotch is for me?


Having to choose between a 16-year-old Lagavulin Special Release, of which the bottle is nearly empty and a brand new bottle of 10-year-old Talisker.

If it's not Scottish, it's Crrrrap!

Decisions, decisions...

So today on one of my "smoke-breaks" I'm sitting outside on the patio at work surrounded by PVC pipes. I start thinking to myself, "Ya know, it would be cool if you could make an organ out of PVC."

Yeah, it would.

So I googled to see if anyone else shared my thoughts. Possibly while outside smoking. It could happen.

Well I came across this. Not really what I want to build, I'm thinking more Pipe Organ than xylophoney thingy, but way cool none-the-less.


Pretty damn good. And I've seen the Blue Man Group here in Charleston. Not a bad cover.

Still Searching.

BTW, If you're not familiar with the Blue Man group, here's how the song goes/looks:

Little Boxes made of Ticky Tacky...

Ok, I had this long piece written out about the Showtime Production shows "Weeds", "Dexter", and "Californication", but it was SHIT. So I deleted it.

Here are the Cliff Notes: They are all Brilliant shows!

SHO Productions > HBO Productions. Period.


I can't believe I'm JUST NOW seeing Dexter. Season 2 starts mid September. Caught an episode last night from last season. Like it so much I ordered the book(s) the show is based on. I can't wait. Serial Killer works for the Police in Forensics trying to arrest other serial killers. If you don't like blood pooled on the ground, don't watch this show.


Weeds is just, well... Weeds. Writing is good. The show is fun. Mary Louise Parker is HOT. Newly widowed (Season 1) Suburbanite mom with no descernable work skills starts selling weed to other suburbanites to make ends meet. If you don't like seeing drugs being grown, don't watch this show.


Californication. David Duchovny is back on the tiny tube. He's playing Hank Moody, a published writer from NYC now living in LA. His bestseller novel has been turned into a crappy movie, he's got writer's block because of this, and he's also separated from his long time girlfriend & mother of his 12-year-old daughter. So he's trying to cope. Sex, Drugs, and rock & roll. Ok, not so much rock and roll. Duchovney's character reminds me alot of Dr Gregory House in the FOX show "House". No Brain to Mouth filter. :rock: Oh yeah, Natasha McElhone is HOT. Even with an american accent. If you don't approve of constant inebriation or bare breasts (no, sadly not Natasha's) then don't watch this show.

Oh yeah, it's cable/satellite. If you don't like cursing, well then you probably aren't reading this blog on a regular basis anyway so you won't see this...

And I'm as surprised as you are that I spelled inebriation correctly without spell-check.

Reading through a couple of blogs on my day off and came across this:

Space Mountain 2 at Disneyworld Paris

Done in Roller Coaster Tycoon:


I've ridden it IRL more than a few times. The RCT version is VERY close to the actual ride. The initial lift is an induction type launch. Not unlike the Aerosmith coaster @ MGM, but on an incline, and being in France it's all done in a Jules Verne theme.


The actual ride:

A few pictures from the Coca-Cola 600 back on Memorial day. Testing out a new photo viewer. If you have problems viewing, just let me know.

Press Play, or you can cycle through the pics manually. Mouse over the image, you'll then see the controls.

Courtesy of (yes, again) LownissanDJ:

One day a guy dies and finds himself in hell. As he is wallowing in despair, he has his first meeting with the devil...

Satan: "Why so glum?"
Guy: "What do you think? I'm in hell!"

Satan: "Hell's not so bad. We actually have a lot of fun down here. You a drinking man?"
Guy: "Sure, I love to drink."
Satan: "Well, you're gonna love Mondays then. On Mondays, that's all we do is drink. Whiskey, tequila, Guinness, wine coolers, Tab, and Fresca. We drink 'til we throw up, and then we drink some more! And you don't have to worry about getting a hangover, because you're dead anyway."
Guy: "Gee that sounds great!"

Satan: "You a smoker?"
Guy: "You better believe it!"
Satan: "All right! You're gonna love Tuesdays. We get the finest cigars from all over the world, and smoke our lungs out. If you get cancer - no biggie, you're already dead, remember?"
Guy: "Wow...that's awesome!"

Satan: "I bet you like to gamble."
Guy: "Why, yes, as a matter of fact I do."
Satan: "Good, 'cause Wednesdays you can gamble all you want. Craps, blackjack, roulette, poker, slots, whatever. If you go bankrupt, it doesn't matter, you're dead anyhow."
Guy: "Cool!"

Satan: "What about Drugs?"
Guy: "Are you kidding? Love drugs! You don't mean...?"
Satan: "That's right! Thursday is drug day. Help yourself to a great big bowl of crack or smack. Smoke a doobie the size of a submarine. You can do all the drugs you want. You're dead so who cares."
Guy: "Wow! I never realized Hell was such a cool place!"

Satan: "You gay?"
Guy: "No..."
Satan: "Ooooh, Fridays are gonna be tough..."

Courtesy of LownissanDJ:

One evening a man was at home laying on the sofa watching TV and eating peanuts. He'd toss them in the air, and then catch them in his mouth. In the middle of catching one, his wife asked him a question - and as he turned to answer her, a peanut fell in his ear.

He tried and tried to dig it out but succeeded in only pushing it in deeper. He called his wife for assistance, and after hours of trying they became worried and decided to go to the hospital. As they were ready to go out the door, their daughter came home with her date.

After being informed of the problem, their daughter's date said he could get the peanut out.

The young man told the father to sit down, then proceeded to shove two fingers up the father's nose and told him to blow hard. When the father blew, the peanut flew out of his ear.

The mother and daughter jumped and yelled for joy. The young man insisted that it was nothing. Once he was gone, the mother turned to the father and said, "That's so wonderful! Isn't he smart? What do you think he's going to be when he grows older?"

The father replied, "From the smell of his fingers, our son in-law."