Alas, a Squirrel Passes By

I just saw the spider from Hell.

2010-06-10T02:42:00.000-07:00

I cannot describe how awful it was at this moment . . .

. . . pictures to come . . .

Overheard phone conversation

2009-05-06T20:13:00.000-07:00

"Have you seen the new movie The Soloist? It's really good. It has one of the men you want to have sex with. Robert Downey Jr."

I wish my life was like this . . .

2009-05-01T00:20:00.000-07:00

Creepy Mummies

2009-03-08T23:30:00.000-07:00

You've been warned.

The birds . . . they peck at my window.

2009-02-12T14:03:00.000-08:00

It's a female cardinal. I think it wants a fresh corpse to lay its eggs in.

Love

2008-12-18T20:57:00.000-08:00

I forgot what- Stream of Consciousness writing

2008-11-27T17:25:00.000-08:00

I'm going to write stream of consciousness wring. That was not a very smoothe first sentence. Eh, at least it got me started. I need to put on music. I can hear James Bond through the wall. That sounds bad. Ah, that music- it is all better now. Now what do I say? When writing stream of consciousness writing, do you edit your thoughts? That sounds bad, but I do mean it. I keep forgetting the i in writing. This could go on for a long time. Maybe too long. I think I'm getting repetitive. Blogger has an auto save. It frightens me, but I think that it is a good idea. Why did I spell smooth with an e on it above? That is funky. Funky in a good way. I think it looks better with an e at the end. C'mon music, start the next song. I want a koka. No on will know what that is. Maybe I should tell them. Perhaps I should explain my train of thought that led me to that declaration. That is part of the problem with stream of consciousness writing. You sometimes must explain things that make perfect sense to you. In order to full explain this, I must take a short intermission. Excuse me- why am I asking for you to excuse me- let's not get into that--- Intermission continues-

Heh- let's offer no explanation, and keep them guessing. that's all that matters, anyway. These are my thoughts, and I can think whatever I wanna think. At least, that's what I was under the impression I was able to do. What if I'm wrong. Oh, horror! People reading your thoughts. Let's change the subject. Do I really say 'let's change the subject' when I'm really thinking? I shall have to pay closer attention to that. Is this really stream of consciousness writing? How much more streamy can it get? Ha, let's take out that 'r.' Yeah, that's more like it. Now I am trying to think of worthy thoughts to write down, besides 'my neck is/was itching.' Is slash was? I . . . great thoughts suffer not to come my direction. Let's take a vitamin c. Oh no. I'm doing that let's thing again. They're going to think you're crazy, just me. Change subject, do not use let's, we, or you in reference to self. Self in singular. Selves is plural. It's a lonely world. My face itched. I don't want to say that. You did just say it. Yeah. Again- 'it's a lonely world.' I just quoted myself. Everyone is going to think that I am crazy. I think that I would rather be slightly crazy and eccentric but happy, than a normal loser who is unhappy. Let's all forget that I said that, and this let's means you and I. Oh! I feel poetic! Make it stop! But no, I prefer feeling poetic to other things. I like this music. How fast can I type? I have to look a the keyboard. The thoughts, they come faster and faster, racing for the destiny of the blog! Whatever shall happen next?! Let's make a new paragraph for ease of reading

I usually don't write this much. I hope that it does not hurt anyone's eyes to read this because I have nearly white type on a black background. I have two Black Mamba energy drink bottles on my desk. I shall try not to become an energy drink junkie. Let's change subject. Ooh! I just read back over my thoughts, and they are interesting! That was probably a bit too positive of a positive self-talk. Post-it notes. No- I don't want to think about that- not post-it notes, something else. I bet Jedi robes are comfortable. I would like one. I would like a Yoda backpack. Then I could run around with it. People will probably think badly of it, and think that it is strange, but who says they don't think that way of me, any way? Ha, let's just forget them and have fun. Looking-glass self. Is that really who I want to be? Who else am I supposed to be? Be happy. No. There is a song. I don't like it when some songs get stuck in my head. I like this music. I want her other CD. It has 'Koka' on it. My desk is littered with uncomfortable things I want to forget. So then let's forget them. I don't want to think about it. Antibacterial hand gel. It might disinfect your hands, but it does not make them clean. Only water will. I find psychological disorders fascinating, but let's not get into that, or people shall think that you have one. People!

People, people everywhere
All at me they sit and stare
Without manners, without care!
You stupid people everywhere!

I said that I was feeling poetic. Sometimes it just comes, but the moment needs to be right. The words, they just come to me so easily. Now they shall think that you are a freak. Freak. Why do people call other people freaks? I think that my thoughts are getting too deep, and must be censored before public consumption. Consumption? That is . . . perhaps not the best word choice.

Oh! It's Christmas music time! I should put some of that in. I would like to go off to a snowy world somewhere. I like snow. My family doesn't. I have always felt a little bit of guilt over that. It is like I cannot share such a simple commonality with them as that. Is commonality a word, or did I make it up? It could become a word. Many words that were not are, or become. It is a word. Spell check says it is. Spell check don't know everything, so if spell check knows a word, you betcha that word is. Is real. Let's be theoretical. No, I think that it has passed. I know of some groovy music. I like that word. It's retro, but it has such deep meaning and feeling to it. It is from before my time, and yet during my time as well. I was born in retro times. It's a sobering thought.

You don't want to see this . . .

2008-10-25T12:22:00.000-07:00

But I'm gonna show it to you anyway.

I embarrassed Wonder Boy

2008-10-21T21:42:00.000-07:00

I waved at one of those little sign wavers that are sometimes outside of stores. He was wearing a clown suit. I couldn't help it. I had to.

Creepy Gnome Returns

2008-10-18T12:31:00.000-07:00

The Creepy Gnome was spotted again and filmed in Argentina.

My very First Rockstar

2008-09-19T20:14:00.000-07:00

Written while bored in Composition

Oh my goodness. I have had my very first sip of Rockstar. I feel strange. I feel alert and energized. It has not been enough time for the caffeine to take effect, but I can already feel the difference. It must be the placebo effect. I don't like its taste. It tastes unfortunate. I hope that I am not "sensitive to caffeine." I already feel twitchy. I can also feel the effect of the carbonation. Oh man. That I did not need

-Write outline-

Sorry- I had to take notes. See that little dash? That's my note taking abilities taking over. Oh, I hate that feeling of disreality. Rockstar, dude. I like the word "dude." Its so fun to say. Oh no. Carbonation. Ya know, I think I'm gonna drink this Rockstar slowly. If I can feel the difference already, the "double strength, double can" would be extra potent. Tee hee! It makes me giddy! I'm in Comp. I should not feel giddy and twitchy in Comp. The teacher either must think I am a very good student, doing all this writing, or he thinks that I am starting a draft. I'm not. I feel very caffeine susceptible. This is bad. I have a test after Comp. I haven't felt this happy since I don't know when! Hee hee!

Oh dear! I'm on a second page. Is anyone reading what I'm writing? I wonder what they think. More Rockstar. The taste is growing one me, but the way the Rockstar makes me feel. Are they addictive? The first high is always the best. The brain develops a tolerance after that. I am learning something in psychology. I don't think that I should have anymore Rockstar for now. I'm gonna twitch my little tosies right out of this room! It's not that bad. Oh no. Carbonation.

Informative paper- 3 pages- Hey! Social sciences, psychology, and sociology are not soft sciences. They are very hard and interesting. Hey dude. You're texting. My tosies twitch. I got a Yoda action figure. It's 12:20 I guess he's letting us go free now, if we want. I think I'm just gonna hang around for a while longer- oh no. Carbonation- and talk to you. Whoah. That dude's got like a triple-can Monster with a screw on lid. I wish my Rockstar had a lid. I feel funny. Ha. You have "COMP" written on your notebook. I don't. My notebooks are color-coded, sorta. Blue is comp, purple is psychology, green is world cultures, red is sociology, and black is math. I am happy that the teacher changed the rough draft due today, to sometime this week. "Rough draft week" he called it. I still have half a Rockstar left. Should I? I don't feel sleepy. I feel awaked. I have awoken. Ha ha. I have a Rockstar, and you don't!

Oh no. Carbonation- my thoughts continue onto a third page. They are endless, and senseless, just like me. Rockstar, Rockstar, you have brought me so far, from my sleepiness, from my creepiness! Man, I do like you shoes. I have some like that, but they're brown. I like brown shoes. They're brown and swayed. That's not how you spell it, is it. I hope this Rockstar is intestinally pleasant. I am sorry.What am I going to do with this? Are these more "Great Thoughts?" Gasp (how do you write that?) Business math! Evil! Evil! I think that it would be really nice to have a seat by a window. I could stare out at the open blue sky, and I could dream. I could think of freedom and happy thoughts. I don't feel sleepy! Hee hee! How fun! No, not blue sky out window! Trees! Blue sky and trees! There's a beautiful world out there, and I'm stuck in here, writing my beautiful thoughts- oh no, carbonation. I'm sorry. I have another 10 minutes. Twitchy! Lots of people have left, but I continue to stay, to continue my sharing of my great thoughts. A new tradition has begun. It is beginning. A new age has begun. "His girlfriend's hot. I'm pretty good friends with her." That's nice. Funky beard. I wonder what its name is? Oh no. Carbonation. I hate this. I need to fill up this page before I go. Fill page, fill page. Then I can go to the next level. It rests above my head. I'm not sleepy. "Transformers is the s***. It's gay." Thanks for your second quote, dude. I am so blogging this.

Gamera Party

2008-08-30T19:38:00.000-07:00

Last night, we had a Gamera party, complete with Gamera treats.

Here is a picture of the real Gamera:

Gamera is the giant flying turtle of Japan. He is the children's friend. He does not look the part, but he is the children's friend.

Early on in the evening, it was declared that Wonder Boy was the Children's Friend, because of his deep, sincere love for children.

We all happily ate our Gamera treats, until I found out about a horrible mistake I had made.

"Oh No! I ate Gamera Backwards!" You can see his little, glazed over chocolate eyeballs. It was really startling when I saw what I had done.

Then we started arguing over who Gamera should fight next. I said that we should have Gamera Vs. the Ancient Conquistador. Then I declared, "I like to say 'conquistador.' It's fun to say."

Other quotes:

Cool Man: "Wonder Boy is the last of his kind." Cool Man does not know how very true this is. Wonder Boy, I know you're reading this right now. The future depends upon you.

Mullet Man asked the infamous question, again: "Wonder Boy, can I touch you again?" It really does look worse in writing.

Lori: "Just Me, don't pull Wonder Boy's little leg hairs."
Me: "Long,"
Lori: "Long and silky."

Mullet Man has been planning to do a remake of Zontar, The Thing From Venus (a very horrible 50's sci-fi movie). We found out that he was planning on having it go in the wrong direction. Mullet Man planned to have Wonder Boy wear just a lab coat, and only a lab coat in it. Nothing else. Mullet Man claims that we misheard him.

I discovered I am really great with kids. When my little cousin Cool Man was trying to block my camera with his hand, I told him, "If you touch my camera lens, you will die the death of a thousand men, yet more so." It stopped him, and he did not seem to be too disturbed afterwards.

When the Gamera Vs. Sqid Monster battle appeared, it was almost too much for me.
"Squid Monster, Squid Monster,
Hurray, hurray!
If you come today,
Ole! Ole!"

Update on Bigfoot Body

2008-08-30T19:36:00.000-07:00

This has been known for a while now, but in case you did not hear, the bigfoot body is fake. It was just a costume filed with possum guts.

Bigfoot Body Found

2008-08-14T06:50:00.000-07:00

A body of what is believed to be a bigfoot was found in northern Georgia.

The pictures of the body were originally released here:
Searching for Bigfoot

More information can be found here and here.

If those don't load (due to overload of bandwidth), you can read about it here, and see the picture of it here.

More information will be released this Friday (the 15th).

Chupacabra Caught on Video!

2008-08-12T15:44:00.000-07:00

A chupacabra was caught on tape in DeWitt county, Texas.

News article and videos here.

Do you think it is a chupacabra, a mangy coyote, or something else? Please vote in the poll to the side.

Concerned

2008-08-10T18:24:00.000-07:00

My cousin, Mullet Man, was worried when he heard that I put what he said on my blog in this post. He was concerned about what all the readers of my blog might think of him. He wants to let you know that he likes girls, only girls, and not boys. He would like for me to give all of you a few messages from him:

He says, "I like Angelina Jolie's butt."

Brad Pitt, if you're reading this blog, Mullet Man wants to tell you something: "Listen up, Brad Pitt. You stink."

Mullet Man also says, "I love Kiera Knightly,"

A few more quotes from Mullet Man are:

"Wonder Boy, can I fart?"

"So, Wonder Boy, you're a ladie's man?"

"I'm gonna have my own show someday. It's gonna be called 'The Teachings of Mullet Man."

YES!!!

2008-08-06T15:03:00.000-07:00

World Music Network (the home of Rough Guide) has finally put out a CD of Mongolian music. From their label "Introducing" they have put out a CD introducing Hanggai from Inner Mongolia (part of China).

You can hear it at Amazon:
Hanggai

Charlton Heston's Butt

2008-08-04T13:43:00.000-07:00

We were having a "party" and movie night last night. We were watching the 1959 version of Jule Verne's Journey to the Center of the Earth when the following declaration was made by my male teenage cousin, whom I shall call Mullet Man.

"The only butt that I like seeing is-"

Lori and Wonder Boy tried to cut him off due to the presence of my younger cousins, but I begged for him to continue, due to my curiosity.

"The only butt that I like seeing is Charlton Heston's. It is a pretty cool butt."

I believe that this conversation was brought on by seeing Pat Boone shirtless.

"Manly!" as Mullet Man and I said.

The short shorts he wore in the movie were unanimously declared to be unmanly by all present.

Wordless Whenever

2008-07-31T00:28:00.000-07:00

squrill dangerous

2008-07-28T00:24:00.000-07:00

I would like to add that the person who searched for "squrill dangerous" ended up at the page "Dangerous, Very Dangerous."

Google Searches

2008-07-26T22:29:00.000-07:00

I have been getting at least one Google search or Google picture search for "naked fairies" every day. The number one search that gets people to my blog is "naked fairies," at 17 searches. Stat counter doesn't keep track of Google image searches. If it did, this number would probably be nearly tripled. Also, this is not counting the different variations of "naked fairies," such as "naked fairy pictures," "naked fairies pictures," "naked fairy pics," and finally, and best of all, "boy fairies newed."

At least there was one search about faires that did not include the word "naked" or "newed," which was "fairys calender"

A few of the other good one that do not consist of fairies or nudity are:

crack my toes
boy mad pictures
squirrel coca cola
squirrel cola
what is mr skunk
fried vienna sausage
fried viennas
alas squirrel dead
mauling squirrels
squrill dangerous

I appreciate that someone else must realize that squirrels are dangerous, but it would be nice if they could spell "squirrel" correctly.

Oh, and I must add that this post will probably attract more of the naked fairy searches.

Rock On

2008-07-20T23:17:00.001-07:00

Trees

2008-07-16T22:53:00.000-07:00

Wordless Thursday

2008-07-09T22:00:00.000-07:00

Wordless Thursday

2008-06-25T21:29:00.001-07:00

Wordless Tuesday

2008-06-23T21:30:00.000-07:00

Dangerous, Very Dangerous

2008-06-22T00:48:00.000-07:00

Butterfly

2008-06-19T23:01:00.000-07:00

See the little butterfly!

It's floaty wings are gold

I wish to be a butterfly

But I can't be one I'm told

It makes me want to sit and cry

'Cause I wanna be a butterfly!

Shiny wings of silver and blue

Across the sky they flew and blew

Fluttery circles in my mind

I wanna be the most beautiful butterfly you can find!

But, they said

You can't be a butterfly

If you were, you'd be dead!

So now I want to cry

'Cause I wanna be a butterfly!

-Wonder Boy

You know, and interesting thing about this quote is that it was said by the amazing Wonder Boy while he was passed out on the floor after consuming too much tabasco sauce. The Wonder Boy denies ever saying such a thing, but this is not true. We all know that the Wonder Boy said it.

I am a Jedi.

2008-06-18T23:20:00.000-07:00

Quirky, Quirky, Quirky Me

2008-06-17T22:40:00.000-07:00

I have been tagged.

Jane tagged me. Here are the rules, if you care about rules:

Link the person who tagged you.
Mention the rules in your blog.
Tell about six unspectacular quirks of yours.
Tag a new set of six bloggers by linking them
Six quirks about me....

Oh no. The rules say "unspectacular quirks." Are my quirks unspectacular enough for me to follow this rule? Perhaps I shall disregard this rule.

Quirk #1 is:

I guess that I should put in a little disclaimer here that the quirks are listed in a random order, so quirk #1 does not mean that it is my most unspectacular, bizarre, or rampant quirk- it just means that it was the order that I posted them in. Now that I have said this jolly little disclaimer, we can continue on to explore the quirks of Just me.

Proceed with caution. This could very well be somewhat disturbing and frightening.

Quirk # 1
I am just a little OCD. Ha ha. Yes, it it truly wonderful- and a quirk of being slightly OCD is that it has all these sub-quirks. I will catch you if you do not wash your hands after going to the bathroom, and if I am unsure about whether or not you washed your hands, I'll ask. Just ask my cousins. They know that cold, bitter truth, but so do I. They know that they've been caught several times, and that if they make another attempt, I'll catch 'em again, 'cause I'm kinda quirky like that.

Quirk #2
I crack my toes. Can you crack your toes?

Quirk #3
I have to sleep with some of my covers tucked in behind my head, covering my head., even in the summer. Freaky.

Quirk #4
I pet my braid. I can't help it.

Quirk #5
I tap my nails on hard surfaces and drive my wondrous family crazy. I tap my nails together, and drive my family crazy.

Quirk #6
I "embellish" my burps. Lori has said that she does not know how or why I do this. I am sorry for her trauma, but I can not truthfully say that I am very sorry, for I am not very sorry. If I am listening to music, I burp in time to the music. I bet you didn't want or need to hear that, but it's too late now, is it not?

Quirk #7 (thank you, Lori, for prolonging my dear reader's torture.)
I make little dog calls consisting of trills and almost yodels. I can not help this. It is in my blood. I've got proof.

Wonder Boy's Mad Dash Towards Wall Cloud

2008-06-12T22:29:00.000-07:00

Yesterday, Wonder Boy was all excited over the storms. He knocked on my door and asked if I wanted to walk the dog. This meant "Just me, please give me an excuse to walk down the block and look at the clouds so the neighbor's don't think I'm crazy." I grabbed my camera and leashed up the dog, and we went outside. Standing in our driveway, I took time to take this picture:

Then I looked over to where Wonder Boy was going

He was heading at a mad pace towards this wall cloud. I followed him and stopped to take several pictures.

Then it started to rain. Then it started to rain harder. Suddenly, Wonder Boy found himself soaking wet, and a block from home. Wonder Boy felt happy because he likes storms, but he also felt unhappy because he was a block from home and was getting soaked. Then he felt happy again because his sister was also a block from home and getting soaked.

Wonder Boy headed for home, now that he had accomplished dragging his poor sister and the even poorer little dog out to get wet.

Wonder Boy began to run while looking at the wall cloud.

(Here's a closer picture of that little thingy in the picture. I don't know what it is, but it looks cool so I like it. It's kinda twisty, and it glows.)

After we got back, Wonder Boy discovered that there was a tornado warning for the very wall cloud that he had me and the poor little dog run for. Wonder Boy said that he had cut it closer than he would have wanted to, but the sinister gleam in his eye said that it was exactly how he wanted it to be because he likes to live life on the edge and chase after wall clouds on foot.

Here's a picture that I took from the front porch. The flash was on, so those white dots are water droplets, not orbs.

Although they certainly do look like orbs.

Wordless Wednesday

2008-06-10T22:31:00.000-07:00

Wordless Wednesday

2008-06-03T21:46:00.001-07:00

Good Chinese Snack

2008-06-01T18:36:00.000-07:00

Half-Price Books Spoils

2008-05-25T19:17:00.000-07:00

News

2008-05-17T16:40:00.000-07:00

900-foot-long Sinkhole in Texas
The aticle says it has "crumbling dirt around its edges resembling sharp teeth." This makes me wonder if perhaps it is a young sarlacc pit.

Cow Found Mutilated in Saskatchewan
Freaky- with picture

Woman Lies Dead in Apartment For 41 Years

Wordless Wednesday

2008-05-13T21:11:00.000-07:00

The Cover Fairy, Also Known as the Never Ending Saga

2008-05-11T12:25:00.000-07:00

The fairy on the front of the calender was repeated inside of the calender, so, over the six calenders, Lori and I painted dresses on twelve of these fairies pictures (six each). The picture was actually a pretty nice fairy picture, except for the naked part. I can't say that I blame the fairies for going around virtually naked (most of them had on floaty fabric). It's really just part of being a fairy, I guess.

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Here's my very first fairy. It's in the calender for my little cousin.

Here's Lori's first fairy (also for my cousin). She went for the flower dress effect.

Here's Lori's second fairy, also in the calender for my cousin.

Here's my second fairy.

Here's my third fairy (in calender # 2,which was for an adult).

My fourth fairy, also in calender # 2

Lori's third fairy, calender # 2. Lori went for daring with the polka dots.

Then Lori did this.

Detail.

Calender #3. This is the first time that I glittered up the word "Fairies." I hadn't realized that I went for the little black dress with luxuriant hair twice. I guess I sort of lost track of my fairies.

This was the last of the cover fairies I did. When I finished it, I felt a little sad.

Lori went for daring polka dots again for the cover of calender #3, but this time in red and blue.

Lori repeated her bug collector fairy. I believe she said that is was her favorite.

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There will be more fairy pictures coming, my dear readers. Some days, I think that there will always and eternally be more fairy pictures, but then I realize that I am wrong.

Naked Fairies

2008-05-08T22:34:00.000-07:00

A while ago, the Snack King managed to order a Random Bag of Crap. In it were six magical fairy calenders. We were overjoyed, but we had no idea what to do with them. It was an issue of great debate in my house. They could not be given to just anyone, for the fairies were nekkid, and thus not entirely suitable for everyone as is. It was finally decided that Lori and I would, somehow, draw little dresses on the fairies in two of the calenders, and give them to my five year old cousin. It was especially necessary that the fairies have clothes on them due to the fact that my cousin has a couple of older brothers who would get far more excited over fairies than any boy should if they were given to my little cousin in their original state.

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Putting dresses on the fairies proved to be more difficult than was originally thought.

First we started with gel pens. They seemed like they would be a good choice.

There were lots of colors, and some of them were sparkley with magical glittery fairy dust.

Unfortunately, they didn't work.

Then we tried colored pencils.

They did not quite have the coverage that we desired.

Then we tried markers.

Here's Lori's. She, as well as I, felt that this was too see-through, and thus too racy for my little cousin.

Here's mine.She's all blinged out.

But the marker left the picture gunky, and it could be wiped right off.

Then we got out the paint, and the glitter, and the true Adventure began . . .

Worless Wednesday

2008-05-06T21:51:00.001-07:00

Wordless Wednesday

2008-04-22T21:43:00.001-07:00

Goodbye, Mr. Spider

2008-04-17T23:26:00.000-07:00

I crushed the life out of him, and smeared it across the wall.
He shall never bother me again.

Ode to Spider

This is not the place
To show your face
You are not wanted
You are only hunted

For what I feared
Now is smeared
Across the wall
You used to crawl

Your little friends
Shall only find their ends
By me
Who does not hear their plea

You shall die
I do not hear your cry

Go away
For if you stay
You shall die

Wordless Wednesday

2008-04-15T21:26:00.001-07:00

Pack of Squirrels Kills Dog

2008-04-11T23:34:00.000-07:00

Russian squirrel pack kills dog

This story shows the true ferocity of squirrels. They "literally gutted the dog" and ran off with chunks of flesh all in around a minute just because the dog barked at them and they may have been short on pine cones. If this does not give you chills and make you fear squirrels, I pity you. Squirrels always go for the weak and unsuspecting. All we can do is hope that it is just the Russian squirrels that are like this.

The article was originally published in December 2005. I wonder if there have been any more recent squirrel attacks. Perhaps if there were, all witnesses were killed by the squirrels. Squirrels value their secrecy greatly.

Wordless Wednesday

2008-04-08T21:43:00.000-07:00

Wordless Thursday

2008-04-03T00:11:00.001-07:00

Wordless Wednesday

2008-04-01T21:55:00.001-07:00

Wordless Wednesday

2008-03-25T21:54:00.000-07:00

Somewhat Disturbing Looking Robot

2008-03-25T21:05:00.000-07:00

http://www.bizjournals.com/masshightech/stories/2008/03/17/daily13.html

So I guess that this is actually a pretty cool robot, but there's just something about it that is creepy. Why did they have to put that fake fur stuff on it? It makes it look like some sort of giant headless zombie dog thing. When they guy kicks it, it reminds me of the cow level in Time Splitters 3 (yes, Wonder Boy and family, the cow level that I have that morbid fascination with). Then it keeps on going for the camera man, just like those . . . cows . . . did . . .

Is it just me that finds this a little creepy, or does anyone else think the same? Please vote on the poll to the side.

Creepy Gnome Poll Results

2008-03-19T20:04:00.000-07:00

Here are the results of the Creepy Gnome poll:

What do you think the Creepy Gnome really is?

Creepy Gnome ....................................... 3 (13%)
Midget out having some fun.......................12 (54%)
Chupacabra.............................................3 (13%)
Things such as this frighten me,
and I would rather not think of them..........4 (18%)
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Remember, although the majority of you think that it was just a midget out having fun, that doesn't mean that it wasn't really a Creepy Gnome, or that Creepy Gnomes do not exist. In fact, a Creepy Gnome could be watching you this very moment, waiting . . . just waiting. You don't know what it's waiting for, and neither do I. All that matters is that it is lurking outside. Perhaps it is waiting for you.

Wordless Wednesday

2008-03-11T20:33:00.001-07:00

Creepy Gnome

2008-03-11T17:52:00.000-07:00

Creepy Gnome terrorizes town in Argentina
With video!

So, what do you think? Is the Creepy Gnome real, or just a midget out having some fun? Please vote on the poll to the side.

2008-03-07T23:03:00.000-08:00

Wordless Thursday

2008-03-05T22:55:00.000-08:00

Wordless Wednesday

2008-03-04T22:38:00.001-08:00

Albert's Adventure- Part 2

2008-03-03T19:58:00.001-08:00

Albert found himself in a strange world. There was a bright light coming from somewhere in the distance.

Dazed and confused, Albert headed towards the light.

When he got to the source of the light, it dimmed. Albert saw three shining objects attached to it.

Albert reached out and touched the shiniest of them, choosing his destiny . . .

Albert's Adventure

2008-02-28T23:13:00.000-08:00

Here's Albert. He's a nice little fellow who leads a pretty boring life. Little does he know how much his life is going to change . . .

One night, Albert decided to go on a walk.

It was a nice night, and the stars were out. Albert went to the top of a hill to look at them.

Then he noticed a strange glowing light.

Suddenly, Albert found himself lit by a blindingly bright light from the sky. Albert froze.

Then Albert was gone.

Wordless Wednesday

2008-02-26T21:39:00.000-08:00

Wordless Wednesday

2008-02-19T22:17:00.001-08:00

An Announcement

2008-02-18T11:36:00.000-08:00

I got my first google search for "fried vienna sausages"

It truly is a happy moment.

Wordless Wednesday

2008-02-13T14:03:00.000-08:00

New Rough Guide

2008-02-12T11:46:00.000-08:00

There's a new Rough Guide that was released today:

Rough Guide to the Music of Hungarian Gypsies

You can listen to samples on Barnes & Noble's website

I'm happy :-)

Wordless Wednesday

2008-02-06T10:43:00.000-08:00

After Accident Woman Finds Cow in Car

2008-02-04T22:18:00.000-08:00

Holy Cow! (totally ha ha there)

Don't you just love it how they tell us how the cow is doing, then only just remember to tell us how the people in the car are doing, barely of more importance than the car? Aah . . . well now I can sleep tonight, knowing that the bovine "passenger" can continue to roam free in it's field and chase after butterflies. Perhaps sometime I will join it.

Oh, and I've changed my blog back to a dark color. It needed something a little less cheery than bright blue.

Wordless Wednesday

2008-01-30T11:51:00.000-08:00

Wonder Boy Raps

2008-01-19T22:39:00.000-08:00

Fried Vienna Sausages

2008-01-16T17:11:00.000-08:00

This is what the Snack King had for a snack the other night:

Eggs with Vienna sausages coated in cracker crumbs and fried. The coating of the Vienna sausages in cracker crumbs was a bit excessive, I felt.

Yum . . .

Wonder Toast

2008-01-06T20:45:00.001-08:00

This is how the Wonder Boy does toast.

It makes his breath as wonderful as he is.

Happiness . . .

2008-01-01T13:17:00.000-08:00

I just got a 729 CD shelf. It makes me happy.

But it looks so empty . . .

This is shelf #1.
Right now, I'm storing some of the musicals and more "girly" movies that the guys just don't have the guts to watch. If you click the picture, it will get bigger and you can read the names and titles of what I have on my happy, happy CD shelf.

This is shelf #2.
See Oklahoma? Don't mention that to Lori unless you want her to burst into song.

Shelf # 3.
Even with a few books on it, my CD shelf still looks empty.

Shelf # 4.
Here are all my new CDs. I still have two left to listen to (never mind about that- I just listened to them!). It is happiness. I got "Living Room" by Paris Combo, a CD of Gypsy music by Kalyi Jag, two more CD's from Chava Alberstein, Huayno Music from Peru II, The Rough Guide to Portugal and Vietnam, and more.

Shelf #5.
Here are my CD's from China, my first Chava Alberstein CD, and two others. I need to put Amalia in the Fado section.

Here's the other part of shelf # 5. It's my collection of music from India, and Bulgarian female vocal music that I got for $5.98 at Half-Price Books (I love that store). I have nothing else like it. I think I like Bulgarian music.

This is shelf # 6.
Here is mine (and Lori's) collection of Te Vaka. Lori really likes Te Vaka. Then I have my Huayno music from Peru, and the very happy Music of the Twsana people along with others.

Shelf #7
Here is my collection of Far East music. There are many beloved CD's pictured here.

Shelf #8
On the left is my collection of Fado, the lone Rough Guide to Italy, and a compilation of music from Mediterranean countries. On the right side is my Gypsy music, my wonderful, happy Gypsy music. There is one Cd of Russian music, but it has a few Russian Gypsy songs on it.

Shelf #9 contains miscellaneous Cd's. See Kokopelli's Cafe? I found it in some old music of my Dad's. I believe it was bought for track number 5, "Night of the Chupacabra"

This is shelf #11.
Here is all my Greek music. I like Greek music.

#12
Here is all my Mongolian, Tuvan, Tibetan, and Central Asian music. I feel I need more. They tell me I need more, too. Can't you hear them?

Shelf #13
Here is my Celtic collection, one Swedish Cd, and one Norwegian CD. I really like Clannad's "Celtic Voice"

Here is shelf #14. Woot Monkey, Protector of the CD's, resides here. If you don't mess with Woot Monkey, he won't mess with you. You have been warned.

Here are some of my classical Cd's, and my Dvorák collection on shelf #22. My family should have known, and should not have been surprised at my great love of Gypsy music.

On shelf #26 (!), I have the Christmas music. Things look pretty much normal, until you see "Nomad Christmas"

If you Google "Squirrel Coca Cola"

2007-12-29T12:42:00.000-08:00

I'm number one!!!!

WHOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!

Wonder Boy on Christmas Day

2007-12-26T15:34:00.000-08:00

Snow Birds

2007-12-23T22:30:00.001-08:00

Santa and Friends

2007-12-17T15:45:00.000-08:00

I've been making a Santa or one of his little friends out of clay around this time of year for three years now. Last Sunday, I just completed this year's Santa.

This is the first Santa that I made in 2004.

He's got a few problems, but he was pretty good at the time.

This is his buddy, Fernando the Snowman, also made in '04.

Fernando thinks he's pretty cool.

I made this little guy in 2005. Pretty cute, isn't he?

Before you agree, wait until you see Santa '05.

Yes, he's blindfolded . . .

. . . and tied up.

It's really a cut-throat place in the North pole. Every few years, the Elves revolt, and overthrow Santa from the Candy Cane throne. It's not called the Candy Cane throne for nothing.

This is Santa 2007. With muscles of steel, and stubbornness to match, he easily won this year's elf revolt.

He is the Hulk Hogan of the Santa world.

________________________________________

Of course, being bigger than your opponents always helps.

The Nose

2007-12-16T12:38:00.001-08:00

Even more birds

2007-12-15T15:37:00.000-08:00

Mr. Woodpecker.

Look at that fat little bird!

More Birds

2007-12-12T20:35:00.000-08:00

Frozen

2007-12-11T18:49:00.000-08:00

Last night it rained, then it froze. Here are some pictures from today:

Freaky squirrel.

Birds

2007-12-10T20:03:00.001-08:00

Recently, we put out a couple of bird feeders. There were at least two cardinal couples, some chickadees, and nuthatches. Here are some of the good pictures that I got:

It's Meal Regretted

2007-12-08T10:48:00.001-08:00

Slug Love

2007-11-30T17:09:00.000-08:00

Here's the happy little slug couple that I caught:

See how happy they are.

And see how much they love each other.

Now, they are a happy family of 13+ (I think . . . ).

I wish that I could show you a picture of them up close, closer than what I have here, and of better quality. Then you could see their little slug eyeballs, and fully appreciate the cuteness of the slugs. They really are kind of cute, for slugs.

Batsukh - Zoolon Zoolon Zambuulin

2007-11-29T16:42:00.000-08:00

The title of this post is the most popular and the only Google search that has brought people to my blog. According to Statcounter, I had somebody from Mongolia look at my blog. I googled "Batsukh Zoolon Zoolon Zambuulin", and it was at the very top of the search.

Unfortunately, the page that Google linked to was not the actual post I made about Batsukh's song, but was to my blog's homepage. This poor, unfortunate person who was just looking for a song instead found the post below this one. No wonder why they visited my blog for zero seconds.

So, for all those who googled this song, here it is, again:

It's Hunger Fulfilled

2007-11-28T19:05:00.000-08:00

After a bit of creative editing, it gets even better . . .

It Hungers . . .

2007-11-27T22:58:00.001-08:00

2007-11-17T17:01:00.000-08:00

I was looking through National Geographic's world music when I found this. I don't care if it French, I still like it. Here's what they said about them:

"Enter the cabaret! Paris Combo have stepped away from the modern chanson tradition of a lone man and his guitar, reawakening the smoldering influences of gypsy music, sweet Spanish and Italian melodies, cool American jazz, and a smoky hint of Django Reinhardt.

The group's name not only means that it's a combo from Paris, but also that its music is a combination of styles: French pop songs from the 1930s, Gypsy swing and music from North Africa. Yet the music is original and seductive, not nostalgic; presented with intelligence, irony, a subtle sense of humor, and above all else, exquisite taste. Their latest recording, Attraction, continues to defy categorization.

— Courtesy Calabash Music"

Hmm . . . "the smoldering influences of gypsy music?" No wonder why I like it. I like almost anything Gypsy. I'm posting the links from YouTube because they don't have the annoying 15-30 second adds before watching the video. Plus, they have the cool copy and paste to embed it in your blog thing.

Paris Combo - Attraction

I found it's lyrics (in French) and translated them through Babblefish (which is not always the most accurate, but you get an idea).

If it is not the wind of the change
Who comes to blow of the air to my wings
It is not draught that I wait
To fly away to the sky
I need a small quite pressing wind
To give me altitude
And to enjoy while planing
This idea of plenitude.

But here, that is not invented
This calms flat, so flat
Without a cloud, without a c?ur which beats...
If it is not the wind of the pleasure
Who comes to fight my weightlessness
I will not leave a bad zephyr
To push me right towards a lure.

{Refrain:}
Because if the love is not in the air
I prefer to remain on ground

And if I believe my friends of them the ants
In their remote idea of the airs,
To predict a life of paradise to me
Of labour and career
Never only, surrounded fellow-members
And of quite friendly cons?urs,
I could find the manner well
To approach happiness.

But here, that is not invented
This calms flat, so flat
Without a cloud, without a c?ur which beats...
If it is not the wind of the pleasure
Who comes to fight my weightlessness
I will not leave a bad zephyr
To push me right towards a lure.

{Refrain:}
Because if the love is not on ground
I prefer to take again the air

If it is not the wind of the change
Who comes to blow of the air to my wings
It is not draught that I wait
To fly away to the sky
I seek attraction vainly
Terrestrial or if it is needed lunar
Who will make me give an opinion
To be extra for it, the ordinary one...

{Refrain:}
If the love is not in the air
I prefer to remain on ground
But if the love is not on ground
I prefer to take again the air.

And there's this:

Living Room

Here are it's lyrics (in case you were wondering). They don't make too much sense, but sometimes that is to be expected.

Us all born from love in this old country
Where only of old man, of very old monkeys sat
With the orders of our freedoms
With the levers of our integrities

Then, stoppers us on the nose
That always makes them laugh
Go, stoppers us, between us
That will always make them the large one under
When they sell penknives to us
And of the unhealthy ideas
So that our small lives hide
In violence and hatred
Then what, one will sleep outside
Under the bridges, gold bridges
That others will have built to go from their kitchen
With their living room...

Their living room
It is not blank, it is not wind
It is the living room of the old erudite monkeys
Living room... Living room... Living room... room

We all are born, my friend
We all is alive, it is registered
In our?il, you see, at the shone bottom that
Of a desire for living, a desire

To traverse the world
This good ground if the Gironde
But not, but not, here that us are thundered!
Case without leave-passing
Is not necessary to let itself go

To dream of another life, my friend,
Not, is not necessary to dream
Because to dream, is necessary "leave-to pass"
Paper, to pass its life

On the other side of the bridge, gold bridges, outside
Y' in A of the tons, it is not that one is unaware of them
Because one often sees them passing from their kitchen
With their living room...

{with the Refrain}

Here how, when one thinks of it
We all are become of the elephants
Gnous, giraffes, orangs-outangs
In our reserves under monitoring
And that one will not be mislaid
In herd or all alone, isolated
In the reserves of at side
One is sure to fall on a bone

An osteopath of first

Who will dismember you, it is his business!
To make you pass the desire
Prohibited voyages

Prohibited in our old country
Where only of old man, of very old monkeys sat
In their kitchen, they gambergent
To improve their living room...

Zoolon Zoolon Zambuulin

2007-11-14T16:49:00.000-08:00

Here's another song that I heard on the shortwave radio. I've got two versions of it: one by Javhlan, and one by Batsukh. The one that I heard on the radio was by Batsukh.

Batsukh - Zoolon Zoolon Zambuulin

Javhlan - Zoolon Zoolon Zambuulin

Music

2007-11-09T21:11:00.000-08:00

I originally heard this song on my shortwave radio:

Baterdene & Erdenetsetseg - Gegeen Hair

It was being played by China Radio International (CRI) broadcasting to Mongolia when I first heard it. I recorded it, and got 34 seconds of it uninterrupted by speaking. I've actually manged to find quite a few of the Mongolian songs I heard being played by that station. None of the music I have posted here before was played when I was listening. In the near future, I will be posting the songs that I heard on the shortwave radio that I've found. I will note if they are that, or just music that I felt the uncontrollable urge to share with the world.

Music of the Day

2007-10-31T20:13:00.000-07:00

Tserenchimed - Nastan Buural Emee

Like Father, Like Son

2007-10-23T18:36:00.000-07:00

Here is a picture of the Wonder Boy and his dad in their matching hoodies. Please note that the Wonder Boy's dad is wearing shoes, and the Wonder Boy is not.

It's only a matter of time, now, Wonder Boy!

2007-10-20T13:09:00.000-07:00

Special vest lets players feel video game blows

Sausage and Sauerkraut

2007-10-15T17:04:00.000-07:00

Lori, I don't know where you ran off to, but I think that if you were to go to where your husband or the Wonder Boy lurks, you would regret feeding them sausage and sauerkraut for dinner. Barely two hours have passed since dinner, and already the smell is unbearable outside of my room. I have locked myself in here, and will not come out unless there is a fire.

Are there any leftover sausages? I am thankful that all the sauerkraut was eaten up. Hopefully, it will all be over in one short, but very stinky burst. Unless your husband, the Snack Man, decides that he hungers for more sausage before going to bed. Then, at least that will be you problem to deal with, and not mine . . .

Braided Bun

2007-10-10T17:25:00.000-07:00

This is a braid I put into a bun. The only things holding it together are the two hair sticks I made. It was comfortable, and lasted almost the whole day. Lori took the pictures for me.

Music of the Day:

2007-10-09T17:18:00.000-07:00

Otryn Aduuchin by Batsukh*

*When you click on this, it will ask you if you want to save it to disk or open it. Choose to open it. If you like it, you can click on it again and choose 'save to disk.'

Flowers (the pictures are rather self explanatory)

2007-10-08T19:25:00.000-07:00

Mr. Skunk has struck again.

2007-09-28T01:04:00.000-07:00

I have no more to say.

Happiness

2007-09-26T19:40:00.000-07:00

My Toes Are Very Happy Today

2007-09-09T13:59:00.000-07:00

A Picture is Worth a Thousand Words . . .

2007-09-08T18:25:00.001-07:00

Kid, Trooper, and Adult Mauled by Squirrel

2007-09-08T13:14:00.000-07:00

Not even the playgrounds are safe

If you read this, notice how the day care director first threw things at the squirrel, then attempted to take it off. I wonder if she ever missed the squirrel and hit the kid. Still, the initial fear of the squirrel must have been far greater than the fear for the child's safety. Squirrels do that to you sometimes.

Speaking of squirrels, when I have taken my dogs for their daily walk, I have seen two dead squirrels. I felt this strange urge to take their pictures and pose G.I.Joe's by them . . .

This is Disgusting

2007-09-03T14:17:00.000-07:00

This is what the Wonder Boy considers to be clean:

If he considers the counter top here to be clean, then what does he consider to be dirty? After I took some pictures of his "clean" mess, I made him clean it up.

Notice the similarity between this, and the Wad O' Pizza post. On both occasions, Wonder Boy's parents were gone. This makes you wonder what will happen when he moves out, assuming that he does, in fact, move out sometime.

Chupacabra?

2007-09-02T11:44:00.000-07:00

Possible chupacabra found in Cuero, Texas

With pictures!