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Sunday, September 30, 2007
Monday, September 24, 2007
Trying to be good......
|Today.....I'm trying really really hard to not say anything about mimes.........nuff said....:)|
Thursday, September 20, 2007
Parents say...the dumbest shit.....
|So I'm enjoying my morning coffee this fine day as I'm listening to the lovely wife struggle with the princess. I'm well aware of this ritual, I usually do not interfere...this is girly stuff. For reasons I'm still pondering, I decided to participate....|
Wife...Drink your milk, you need to, it's important..
Princess...I don't like milk
Wife...Drink it anyway, c'mon..
Princess...No, I don't like milk..
Zig...Princess, did you know that every time a child makes her mom mad......someplace a carebear gets dipped in poop?
Princess...(Bemused WTF?? look on her face)?? Ummmn...I don't have any carebears..
Zig...Well that's ok, I'm sure you have friends that do.....and it'll be your fault next time one tells you it's been dipped in poop..
In retrospect, I perhaps should have thought this one through. After all, now that I think of it, I used to step on cracks when I was her age and mad at my mom.....:)
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
No...I really did expect bacon with this....
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Remembering September 11th....
My memory of this day, on that day 6 years ago was a mixed and confusing experience. I started my day watching some of the coverage of Katie Couric outside tower 1, they were still speculating it was a private plane that had hit by accident..
I was well on my way to O'hare to catch a flight to canada to see a friend/potential girlfriend. I was still in Michigan when I heard the radio say all flights at the airport had been cancelled, but no explanation why.
I turned my van homeward and stopped at the gas station to get a cup of coffee, and only then did I start to understand what was happening, the 2nd plane had recently hit the towers and rumours of a 3rd hitting the pentagon...
I watched with a chill as what I thought was a random accident, turned into what it now so clearly was not....and I got angry.
I made phone calls and IM's to friends I knew who worked over there. I collaborated with friends to help locate our missing. I made assurance calls that I wasn't on any of those planes as I was sceduled to fly that day.....but mostly, I watched, as the gravity unfolded...
Today I remember where and who I was that day, and all those lost, I hope you join me.
Where were you that day friends and readers? What is your memory?
Saturday, September 08, 2007
Setting up your tent in daylight....
Thursday, September 06, 2007
Camping with the old fart...
Tuesday, September 04, 2007
Not all campers...are friendly campers...
|I dunno goofs and friends, but it just strikes me odd. Odd that you escape the city by dragging a 30+ft trailer that cost almost as much as your house....out into the woods to not camp. |
I know...perhaps I'm a camp snob here, but big screen TV with the dvd player, satellite hook up, air conditioning and microwave...to me friends, this is not camping.
Usually we are a friendly bunch and tolerate this type of silliness. We are rednecks, but we understand some don't understand this simple concept. That's what they made KOA or Jellystone camps for.....but.....
When you bring not 1 but 4 of these monsters to a primitive campsite...off the road...wayyyyyy off the road, it's kinda damn rude to expect the campsite down the road to be quiet just for you. This is especially true if you set up days after the loud campsite has dug it's trenchs.
So anywho, our tent city started around last monday.....and grew proud till about wednesday. It was a fine city, full service bar, enclosed pooper, and about 8 or so tents scattered around a big ass fire ring. We my friends, as always, were camping in style.
Friday...the flatlander circus arrived. We watched with some bemused chuckles as they tried to cram all these trailers in a site way too small...but hey, they seemed happy, so what the hell, we share the woods right?? WRONG!!
The first thing we noticed is that they don't like locals very much. They expressed this with funny looks when we'd waive to them...and not waive back....we stopped waiving. We thought they lightened up by saturday, because we got really really drunk and sang around the fire....as we always do saturday night.....and finished every song with WOOOOOOOOHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! By golly, they woooohoooooed back! We thought maybe we made friends and they'd walk over and share a beer and a story....no such joy.
After several WOOOHOOO's!! and such, we went to bed only to find out they weren't wooohoooing with us at all. They were shouting very very unkind things. Unkind things like "rednecks", "a-holes", "inbred", and such........this hurt our feelings. It may have been a bible camp trip or something....because they actually yelled A-Hole and not asshole........that still chuckles me.....I digress...
Now I pose a question dear friends and readers......is this good camp behaviour? I mean, lets set aside the obvious saftey factor of taking your crew deep deep in woods..so deep nobody can hear you...and insult the local rednecks.....thats just silly. I mean, is this friendly camping?