Monday, February 9, 2015

How penguins fly

Yes, in a sense, they actually do fly.  By supercavitiation--creating a tunnel of air around themselves underwater.  Amazing little critters!


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(HT BRM)

Wednesday, October 29, 2014

'Tis the season

I'm not arachnophobic.  I generally leave most spiders alone, outside of Black Widows, Brown Recluses and Wolf Spiders.  I don't really have an issue with tarantulas--in fact, I kind of like the creepy little hairballs.


However, when one crawls up out of the defroster and starts running around on my dashboard at 70mph, I don't like 'em that much.  Yes, a bit of a freakout occurred, I pulled over and commenced swatting at him, and he lost a leg before disappearing down the vents again.  Hopefully he left the premises, or at least died quickly.  It was only an adolescent, and I kind of feel bad, but you scare the humans at your own peril, dude.


Funny how this has never happened to me before, and now, right around Halloween?  Try and tell me I didn't just get punked by God.  :)

Tuesday, July 29, 2014

A dose of truth

Guys, are you desperately trying to get laid, without success?  Or, maybe you're successful in your endeavors, but it just doesn't seem to be satisfying?  Heed the words of this gentleman:


If you want to get laid, reverse this concept and instead, choose to be a gentleman. It pays dividends in the long haul. Everyone is trying to get laid. In fact, most girls are completely aware of this stereotype. Do you know what will throw her for a loop? Well, I believe a guy who genuinely desires building a connection, as opposed to getting laid will be different. 


I know, I know. I completely get it. To have sex with 1,000 women sounds like winning the sexual lottery, ten times over. In case you have never heard the saying, pardon my French, but I cannot count the number of times I have heard that new p**** is better than old p****. However, I will tell you from personal experience something many will have difficulty understanding, unless they have discovered a love such as mine: the mere sight of my wife’s hand gliding through her hair is an act, which eclipses all of the body exploration experiences from my past. Her hair stroke drives me that crazy. 


How is that possible? Every gesture she makes and her very presence triggers a positive memory. With this memory, I enter a sense of euphoria and while in this state, I am always in a mental realm of arousal. In this state, there is no other sexier, more beautiful and able to trigger a similar reaction. In summary, I will agree that having sex with 1,000 women sounds epic, but it pales in comparison to being in love with my wife.


I am no gentleman.  I've been around the block...let's just say, a lot.  So I can tell you from experience that this guy is spot on.  Being with one woman whom you truly love more than anything, beats banging a thousand women that you really didn't care much about when all was said and done.

Monday, May 12, 2014

Time flies...!

Mea culpa, I haven't been keeping up on this blog as much as I wanted.  But I had to share my 3rd Anniversary gift:



For those who don't know, Cardhu is the base of every Johnnie Walker blend.  It's a truly awesome whiskey, and my lovely wife sought it out for me just to be that wonderful.

(As an aside, part of why I haven't been updating is that I couldn't post pics for the longest time.  I figured out that I have to use Chrome, whether I want to or not.  Grr.)

Midlife Crisis





Yep...after riding Jap bikes for almost 30 years, I finally did it...I'm a Harley boy now.  '97 Dyna Low Rider with 11,000 on it for $5500.  Pretty nice score!

Friday, December 6, 2013

When Gleeks go off

Yes, Jen's a Gleek.  But the way the show's gone downhill lately has her about to give it up.  Especially tonight's episode.  I'm sitting at the computer and I suddenly hear:

"Omigod!  You didn't just jump the shark...you jumped a whole mess of sharks!  And then got torn apart and eaten!"

Is it possible to actually sprain something laughing?