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December 2, 2009
A Word About Mr. Woods
Before my daughter turned 18 we were arguing one time about curfews. I told her that no one needs to be out beyond midnight. I said something like this:
"If people have not arrived by midnight, at the spot in which they are sleeping that night, then something is wrong. Bad things happen after midnight. There is no reason to be out that late. If you are out that late it shows something is wrong or out of balance in your life at that specific time or, perhaps, in that era of your life. Those out...
"If people have not arrived by midnight, at the spot in which they are sleeping that night, then something is wrong. Bad things happen after midnight. There is no reason to be out that late. If you are out that late it shows something is wrong or out of balance in your life at that specific time or, perhaps, in that era of your life. Those out...
November 30, 2009
Honey, I shrunk the jeans
I was at my parents' house in Colorado for Thanksgiving when I realized I had not been sitting down for two days. I would stand during conversation, or I would lie/lay (I NEVER get that word right) on the floor.
"Funniest thing," I said to my niece. "My jeans seem to have shrunk."
Not missing a beat, my very-smart niece threw me a lifeline: "Oh, it's the altitude, Uncle Ad. Jeans shrink in higher altitudes, especially around the waistline."
At any rate, I got home to Florida and immediately chan...
"Funniest thing," I said to my niece. "My jeans seem to have shrunk."
Not missing a beat, my very-smart niece threw me a lifeline: "Oh, it's the altitude, Uncle Ad. Jeans shrink in higher altitudes, especially around the waistline."
At any rate, I got home to Florida and immediately chan...
November 27, 2009
Post from the High Plains of Colorado ...
where we are at my parents' house (and my hometown) of Burlington, Colorado for Thanksgiving. Best things so far:
1. The Mexican food. My mom's friend, Mireya, made us tamales and chili Colorado, which is a spicy red soup with pork and dried red chilis....AND DON'T FORGET THE HOMEMADE TORTILLAS!
2. The post-dinner Elvis impersonation show by my cousin Debbie, who brought down the house with "My Teddy Bear." Elvis tossed a stuffed bear into the audience at the end of his (her) act, and my...
1. The Mexican food. My mom's friend, Mireya, made us tamales and chili Colorado, which is a spicy red soup with pork and dried red chilis....AND DON'T FORGET THE HOMEMADE TORTILLAS!
2. The post-dinner Elvis impersonation show by my cousin Debbie, who brought down the house with "My Teddy Bear." Elvis tossed a stuffed bear into the audience at the end of his (her) act, and my...
November 24, 2009
Update on the Cat Vomit ...
The reader who sent us the photo of the strange hairy blob (featured in this blog post a few days ago), actually sent a picture of it to the University of Georgia extension agent in her hometown. She heard back and sent me their response:
"Hey Gena,Your poop pet is interesting. Apparently whatever Spot threw up or pooped out was a good substrate for fungi to grow in. Take a look at the stream of comments on this website: http://www.ubcbotanicalgarden.org/forums/showthread.php?t=34791 This...
"Hey Gena,Your poop pet is interesting. Apparently whatever Spot threw up or pooped out was a good substrate for fungi to grow in. Take a look at the stream of comments on this website: http://www.ubcbotanicalgarden.org/forums/showthread.php?t=34791 This...
November 23, 2009
Stereotype of the Week: #553Q
Florida men who drive Corvettes adorn themselves with gold jewelry.
November 20, 2009
Maybe the Grossest Thing I've Ever Seen ...
From a reader, Gena in Georgia:
AD: Here's a photo to go along with the 'decomposing rat in the front yard' story!
The attached photo is what is growing--not decomposing--growing on my lawnmower. Yes, growing. Last week, Spot the Cat, threw up giblets (he hates Friskies) onto my lawnmower. It looked gross by Friday, so I didn't remove it. Sorta hoped it would disappear.
By Sunday, the mass of giblets starting taking on an odd shape, and it was getting furry. Soft downy fur. Photo taken...
AD: Here's a photo to go along with the 'decomposing rat in the front yard' story!
The attached photo is what is growing--not decomposing--growing on my lawnmower. Yes, growing. Last week, Spot the Cat, threw up giblets (he hates Friskies) onto my lawnmower. It looked gross by Friday, so I didn't remove it. Sorta hoped it would disappear.
By Sunday, the mass of giblets starting taking on an odd shape, and it was getting furry. Soft downy fur. Photo taken...
November 18, 2009
Question for the Biologist: #457TY7
How long does it take for a rat to decompose in a subtropical climate?
Yep ... he's in the front yard. I usually pick them up, but for some reason I'm leaving this one alone. Kinda big.
I thought some carnivore would come in the middle of the night to whisk it away, but three days have passed.
Birds of prey? Hello?
Neighbor dogs?
Anyone?
Where are those maggots when you need them?
Yep ... he's in the front yard. I usually pick them up, but for some reason I'm leaving this one alone. Kinda big.
I thought some carnivore would come in the middle of the night to whisk it away, but three days have passed.
Birds of prey? Hello?
Neighbor dogs?
Anyone?
Where are those maggots when you need them?
November 16, 2009
Someone, call the ASPCA!
I went to Houston this weekend to visit my brother's new-serious girlfriend, and this is where she made me sleep:
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I was, however, allowed to take my meals in the kitchen, but that was only because they made me cook for them!
November 13, 2009
It's a small world after all
When the very-cool professors at Macon State College asked me to contribute something to their fundraiser auction for their Crossroads Writers Conference, I hesitantly offered up the tool belt I'd worn for my latest publicity shot. This one:
[image error]I love that belt, and I was reluctant to part with it, but I also love how the Macon State professors are working their butts off to help the writers of middle Georgia. So I kissed it goodbye and dropped it in the mailbox.
Now ... guess whose wife, on her w...
[image error]I love that belt, and I was reluctant to part with it, but I also love how the Macon State professors are working their butts off to help the writers of middle Georgia. So I kissed it goodbye and dropped it in the mailbox.
Now ... guess whose wife, on her w...
November 12, 2009
Rant #4464R4: Kids on Leashes
Spotted in an airport recently: parents who had strapped a harness/leash thingy on their way-too-active toddler. Seriously, just like a dog.
[image error][image error]How demeaning is that?!
Safety? I think not.
Lazy? Definitely. A sign that we are DEvolving instead of evolving. Soon we'll be monkeys again because we are getting so lazy.
Parenting isn't easy, people. It requires CONSTANT vigilance. You're gonna have to look beyond yourself sometimes, okay?
[image error][image error]How demeaning is that?!
Safety? I think not.
Lazy? Definitely. A sign that we are DEvolving instead of evolving. Soon we'll be monkeys again because we are getting so lazy.
Parenting isn't easy, people. It requires CONSTANT vigilance. You're gonna have to look beyond yourself sometimes, okay?
