Showing posts with label tumblr. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tumblr. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 2, 2008



via wolves at night



via...somebody on tumblr, oops.

Monday, June 16, 2008

Monday

Ya Monday sucks, but if you waked out the door and didn't see one of these this morning, you gotta' put things in perspective.



via Riot Republic

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

Tuesday, May 27, 2008

iPod, Pathogens & Fish Tanks

My iPod is back to normal so all is right with the world again. Aside from the the imminent job loss and all. Anyway, it was a lot easier to reinstall the software than I remember the last time, though the last time was the first time I'd done it and was worried about losing all my shit. Aside from hitting "ok" a few times I didn't have to do anything. I'd forgotten it backs up everything in my iTunes, including everything in my note pad.



And that has nothing to do with anything aside from being pretty cool.

Stayed up til midnight watching the Andromeda Strain remake on A & E which was great. The original was good and all but this was a little more fast paced and exciting. And "Utah" reminded me of home as it was actually the interior of BC. I didn't watch the credits afterward but I'm assuming Piedmont was actually Merritt, BC.

A quick question for Hollywood. If Lost can let Daniel Dae Kim, a Korean, actually play a Korean, why not rewrite his Chinese character as a North Korean? They kept trying to blame the out break on the North Koreans anyway. Just wondering.

Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Friday, May 16, 2008

Thursday, May 15, 2008

Thursday, May 8, 2008

Sunday, May 4, 2008

Clear The Decks!

I use the Notes application in my iPod a lot and for all sorts of things. Lots of blog ideas go in there when I'm not around a computer. Unfortunately, many of them go stale on the shelf before they make it here. As do many of the images I find that sit around on my desk top patiently waiting for me to upload them. So, time for some spring cleaning. This will be disjointed and totally without theme. If you experience any dizziness, look away from the screen until the feeling passes.

But first... wait... there's a 3 year old asking for assistance with Super Mario...sorry, he needed a quick lesson on how to steer a giant manta ray. Kids. So, my one true accomplishment for the weekend was this:


Look at the precision! No, ignore the wall paper. IGNORE IT! Go to a happy place, a place that's not 1978. Look at the symmetry. If you knew the advanced mathematics, the super string/particle/chaos theory that went into getting those things in a straight line...

Anyway, off we go.

Bus: near panic, where's my phone? Where did this chemical-like dependency come from? A seat to myself!

Annoyed with my family's long standing assumptions that I'm the calm one that never loses his temper. If they only knew.


I handle all the decorating.

Soft pasgetti-you can't make it in your room.



Wish List:
New sofa and chairs-1969
Kitchen-don't even cook, but even I recognize this layout blows. When we're both in there I'm sure she wants to shove me out of the way just as much as I do. And add some expletives to boot.
Carpet
New Paint
Digital SLR

Pixels- humans see 350 to 500, an eagle sees 1296!


A co-worker once told me I should hold my kids as much as I could because too soon they'll grow up and won't want to. He said it as a joke but I could tell he was serious. Serious and hurt. Connor weighs almost as much as his mommy, but I still pick him up whenever he wants me to.

You know that feeling when someone attractive of the opposite sex smiles at you? Smile at a stranger.

Spinal compression, Hancock.



Liam-booger, sneezes. Connor, achoo in his sleep.

Muxtape-trees-cowbell.



Clean slate.

Tuesday, April 22, 2008

Monday, April 14, 2008

"Place nuts in a kitchen towel and rub off any loose skin"

Chocolate Hazelnut Torte Recipe at Epicurious.com

I love when recipes produce not only good food, but hilarious sexual innuendo as well.

From NY.CD


At this point it has been strongly recommended my time could be better spent getting the boys ready for bed.