Happy Easter (or Ishtar - thanks Constantine)
This weekend my house was regaled once again with the sounds of a baby crying. No, no shotgun weddings in the foreseeable future. No, no Mr. & Mrs. Ass haven't miraculously concieved since the plumbing was fixed (umm broken actually). No, no relatives visited bring the joys of babieness into our home.
My youngest daughter brought home
Baby Think It Over the latest in safe sex, abstinence training brought to you by our public school district.
Baby Think It Over (BTIO) is a computer driven doll that crys randomly and needs to have a special key inserted in its back and held for 20 minutes every time it crys. My wife thought it was great, not that we worry about our daughters, but in addition to the hassle of taking care of
BTIO when we went out in public she felt the stigma of people looking at our hussy,tramp,trollop daughter who obviously is too young to have a child. BA on the other hand spent the weekend explaining to people that it was a only a doll for a school project because frankly in an apparent effort to make the doll somewhat racially androgenous they made it pretty hideous. I mean c'mon didn't we learn anything from Michael Jackson?
Anyway
BTIO didn't wake me up once, didn't need to be changed (apparently that's an option that's real expensive) and wasn't really a problem.
I did coin a different name for it though.
Baby Keep Em Crossed
I really wanted to put the black bar across
BTIO instead.
ba
Sometimes I make myself laugh...
Actually I make myself laugh alot. Too much probably.
Today I got around to diagnosing a problem with an external USB hard drive assembly. The 80GB Western Digital hard drive had gone bad and was only offering clicking noises upon power up. So I stripped the drive from the USB enclosure and proceded to run the RMA process on Western Digital's web site. With an RMA number secured I set out to find an appropriate box to put the drive in to ship it back. High and low I searched (okay I checked the usual places around my desk) and found nothing. As I was walking out to check in a common area I spotted a box, well techincally of a box. Further searching proved fruitless so I went with this.
Click Here for the solutionIt'll be cold by the time it gets to Irvine CA.
ba
Every now and then........ Part 37
The internet is a great thing and a very ungreat thing. It is a great means of transmitting information and boy do people send me stuff. I don't mean the urban legends and myths that I get to debunk every now and then using
www.purportal.com . I don't mean the warm fuzzy stories (that are sometimes fabrications themselves). I don't mean the pyramid schemes or the opportunity to help Aquid Elixar move 15 million dollars out of Botswana if only I'll provide my bank account number. I don't even mean the great email advertisements for Deer Antler Plus enhancement pills or Clown Car Concept storage devices. Sometimes it's stuff like this.
I am at a loss for a comment on this one.
ba
Everynow and then........
Every now and then I'd walk over to the shared refrigerator in the reception area where I work. I'd open the freezer and say "Darn not today". This happened a few times when finally one of the admins asked me what I was looking for. I'd cleverly reply "someday there's gonna be a carton of ice cream in there with my name on it." We laughed and I'd walk away.
Well today there was. Whoo Hoo.. A pint of Cookies and Cream from Byrne Dairy.
Usually my joking around goes horribly wrong. Once in awhile some good comes of one.
.ba
mmmm Mouse Ball Soup
Ever had Mouse Balls Soup ? I don't know how many balls it takes and I don't have a receipe. Seriously we were cleaning out the back storeroom at work and I found a whole bunch of mouse balls.
They are rubber coated steel balls. One of you out there has to have an idea for what to do with them. Send suggestions to the eddress on the right --->
ba
What were they thinking - Part 7
I get lotsa email. I have about 5 eddresses I use daily and I get email. One of my eddresses gets a fair amount of spam. The usual stuff we all get.
Elephant Dung cures lower back pain and cleans those nasty rust stains on the Bathtub Mary you have in your front lawn and works as a deoderant too!! Who could forget Deer Antler Plus ? Well here is another absurdity for you.
I appreciate that people want to save space. My wife loves a website called www.flylady.com where they spend hours raving about the joys of decluttering your house and 52 pickup and such. But this amazing product derives its magic space saving abilities from the same technology that allows all those clowns to climb out of that tiny little car ?? Oh that concept.....
-ba
Stranger Things
Well wooohooo and alrighty.
Love from a Stranger has opened. Three performances this weekend are water under the dam. I know it's water over the dam or water under the bridge but the female lead in the show, Paula Abdul, (not her real name) is forever mixing metaphors or just kinda making them up or something. One of my favorites was
"On top of the 8 ball". Some others include
"Not the quickest tool in the box". "I'm between a rock and a sharp place". If I remember any more I'll share em with you. I thought that since I've teased her a little bit in this blog I'd post a picture for you. Both my daughters are a bit chagrined that I have to kiss this woman passionately a few times in Act 2 before trying to kill her in Act 3.
Anyway she got a great review in the local paper for her accent and facial expressions and stuff.. I guess my performance fell into the "if you can't say anything nice...." category.
Great job Paula and all the rest of the cast.
ba
