Well, we wondered if it would ever happen… but it did. Dick proposed to Trina. Congratulations you two! (Everybody else, check out the proposal story, it’ll make you teary :)).
I think the best thing is that in a show of Victorian geekiness they have maintained separate XBoxes… to share an XBox before being married just wouldn’t be appropriate, the neighbors would talk.
Okay, so perhaps it’s a little weird that my toolbox is still littered with screws I pulled out of a radio-controlled car in Jr. High School, but hoarding old stuff isn’t always bad. I was looking through some pictures I took when I was in South Korea and I found a picture of a street cafe which I almost tossed right when I took it. I’m glad I got distracted and didn’t delete the picture, I’m now quite fond of the colors and feeling of movement.
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Along many of the busier streets in South Korea are little food stands which offer seating for 4 to 6 and have food within arm’s reach. During rush hour many corners are packed with these part time restaurants. They remind me of a grown-up lemonade stand with friendly proprietors chatting up the patrons in a neighborly fashion.
I flew back from Redmond tonight on Alaska Air flight 594 and you’ll never believe who was at the controls… Captain Kirk! He appears to have replaced his navigator, however… Chekhov was nowhere to be found.
Sure… jackhammers… add it to the list lady. (click for big)
Edit 10/7/2004: Snopes picked up the story.
For a while now I’ve been wanting to get more of my pictures on line to share with friends and family. Here are the sites I’ve dug up to date. Any suggestions or comments?
My requirements:
Nice to have: per image comments.
Some photo hosting sites:
Some photo review sites (they tend to be geared to artists who want to get feedback, some only allow you to upload one image per day). Not quite what I need.
With the release of the Star Wars DVDs last week everyone has the classic films on the brain. And what goes better with classic films than classic rock?
Mad props to the_man361… whoever you are.
If I am sick or tired… or sick and tired… tired or just plain sick… I need comforting. Being a mama’s boy my first instinct is to run home, but seeing as my mommy is in Colorado and I’m in California I need to have a substitute.
Enter psychology… specifically: behaviorism.
Just like Pavlov’s dog, we have been trained to react. We can’t help it. From conception to death our conditioning never stops. We’ll flinch, cry and yawn on cue (don’t bother stifling the yawn, it’s not like I can see you). Yanking someone’s strings can be easy if you know their triggers. One very useful trick is to learn to yank your own strings (trust me, you won’t go blind).
If you’re feeling down and want a quick pick me up, try this out: think back to when you were a little kid… say 4 or 5 years old. Getting the vision? Good, not stop touching me or I’m telling Mom. Perfect, you got it. Now, on Saturday, what did you eat? If you have a bad memory try calling your mom, she may be able to help out. The key is to nail down exactly what you used to eat, getting the ingredients as close as possible to the authentic stuff. Go shopping, come home, put on some comfy clothes and eat. If you can find some reruns to go with your snack you’ll be golden. Trust me, it works great. If you put me in front of an episode of the Waltons, feed me a peanut butter and jelly sandwich (made with Wonder bread, Welch’s Concord grape jelly and creamy Jiff) cut in to quarters… diagonally, Fritos, a bowl of Campbell’s chicken noodle soup and a glass of milk I’ll be right as rain.
Now if I could just find myself a good pair of footy pajamas…
Perhaps my shoes are too tight but this kind of thing really irks me: Harrods, British department store extraordinaire, has started its Christmas shopping season. GAH! It still annoys me when I see Christmas stuff before Thanksgiving (but I’m wacky that way). Bring out Christmas decorations before Halloween and I fume. But seriously folks… Christmas shopping before Labor Day?!?!?!?
“And they’re hanging their stockings!” he snarled with a sneer.
“Tomorrow is Christmas! It’s practically here!”
Then he growled, with his grinch fingers nervously drumming,
“I MUST find a way to keep Christmas from coming!”
