Thursday, February 8, 2007

Hidden Meaning Behind Manshorts

HAM SNORTS
HARM SNOTS
MARSH TONS
MARSH SNOT
HARMS TONS
HARMS SNOT
MASH SNORT
SHAM SNORT
HAMS SNORT
SMASH TORN
SHAMS TORN
STASH MORN
STASH NORM
HATS NORMS
HATS MORNS
HAST NORMS
HAST MORNS
SHAT NORMS
SHAT MORNS
AM SSH TORN
MA SSH TORN
MAN SHORTS
MAN SSH TOR
MAN SSH ROT
MANS SHORT
RAM NTH SOS
RAM SSH TON
RAM SSH NOT
ARM NTH SOS
ARM SSH TON
ARM SSH NOT
MAR NTH SOS
MAR SSH TON
MAR SSH NOT
MARS NTH SO
RAMS NTH SO
ARMS NTH SO
SMARTS HON
TRAMS HONS
TRAMS NOSH
SMART HONS
SMART NOSH
MARTS HONS
MARTS NOSH
MART SSH ON
MART SSH NO
TRAM SSH ON
TRAM SSH NO
MAS NORTHS
MAS THORNS
MASS THORN
MASS NORTH
MASS NTH OR
MASTS HORN
MAST HORNS
MAST SHORN
TAMS HORNS
TAMS SHORN
MATS HORNS
MATS SHORN
TAM SSH NOR
MAT SSH NOR
RAN SSH MOT
RAN SSH TOM
RANTS OHMS
RANTS MOSH
TARNS OHMS
TARNS MOSH
RANT SSH OM
TARN SSH OM
AT SSH MORN
AT SSH NORM

Wednesday, January 31, 2007

Who’d a thunk it.

Who would of thought in a million years, that by the time I was twenty-three years old I would be married with a wife and six week old daughter? Not me that's for sure considering I used to think that I was Link from Zelda, Inspector Gadget, The Mad Scientist, Peter Venkman from The Real Ghostbusters, Mario and a plethora of other cartoon characters I can't recall.

I also used to walk around the house with a shiny metal cake platter and pretend I was walking on the ceiling, to this day I wish I could walk on the ceiling.

I've wanted to be everything from a Transformer to an account. And I suppose I ended up with the best job of all, being a dad.

Sunday, January 28, 2007

Socks

I just put on a fresh pair of socks, brand new out of the bag, never been washed before.

God I love new socks, the feeling is superb. I love it almost as much as my new MacPro :)

That's all the time I have to say about that right now, but I've got a little story that I'll be writing later tonight, it's a story that makes me feel nostalgic just thinking about it.

Tuesday, January 23, 2007

Everyone’s doing it!

http://www.youtube.com/v/o1GPKg6rg-g;rel=0

A YouTube video! Me playing the Dethklok theme.

Setup is my Eastwood GP (for the QOTSA lover in me, Boss Metal Zone, Vintage Fender Twin Reverb.

Monday, January 22, 2007

Save some for the fishy’s

Boing Boing has an article on those crazy little plastic toys that snap-on to your faucet to make an instant drinking fountain.



The Faucet Fountain is a $4 snap-on attachment that converts your kitchen or bathroom faucet into a drinking fountain -- and doesn't interfere with normal faucet operation. Link (via Cribcandy)


I had a ton of those crazy things when I was a kid.

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Sunday, January 21, 2007

Summerbaby

The other night, I stood in the middle of my kitchen, clutching my daughter in my arms as I waited for her bottle to warm up.

I looked down at her and took in all her mannerisms, her expressions and noises she makes. I knew I had to commit these moments to memory for the rest of my life. I had to because I know she'll never be that small ever again in her life. And she'll never need me as much as she did in that moment in time.

Monday, January 8, 2007

Classic Computing

My mom is watching the baby tonight, giving us a much needed break and catch up on some of the sleep that Kaitlin has been depriving us of.

Tonight I'm catching up on the past and messing around with Apple ][ emulators. My oldest computer I had was an IBM clone of a Commodore 64. I was in geek heaven, of course I was only 7 years old at the time, and still being a geek in training, I couldn't enjoy to the fullest had I used 6 or so years later.

I remember my grandmother bought it from some guy so brought over a big box filled with magazines, giant 5.25" floppy disks and cartridges. It was great.

As I was installing the Apple ][ emulator, I desperately wished I could go back in time and be a 17 year old kid discovering his first computer, reading Boardwatch and Softalk magazine, punching in code, line by line. To me, that's what personal computing is all about. True hard core geekiness.

Computers have become too stylish, too trendy, too mainstream.

I really miss the green glow of the old monitors, and the clanking and whirring of the old floppy drives.