Thursday, December 8, 2011

So that's what a Tamalanch looks like

Yesterday, I discovered what blog traffic looks like.

Today, I discovered what a Tamalanch looks like.

Are my blog stats flipping me the bird????
Um, wow.

Because keeping guns off campuses makes them safer

Or something.

Man robs (school) bookstore with knife

Remember, Gun Violence Prevention organizations would rather we cower like scared mice, and call the police1, instead of taking responsibility for our own safety.

1Unless, of course, the police are actually doing their job and busting up protests using methods not approved of by our betters. Then the police are evil nasty people that should be ridiculed, lambasted and jailed.2

2Yeah, my brain hurts too.

Gotta-have-it-itis: Star Wars edition

Thanks Jay G. Now I want one too.

Jay "helpfully" points us to the latest offering in motorcycle wear from UD Replicas.

In space, no one can hear you scream.1

I don't even ride, and I want one of those. It would make a killer Halloween costume. The only drawback is it doesn't look like a helmet is included, so you'd have to find a replica helmet to go with it as well. Oh, and since the utility belt is molded to the jacket, I wonder if it's functional. . . .

But those are just minor little details.

1And yes, I know I'm mixing my sci-fi opuses and quotes

Greetings, visitors

Welcome to everyone coming over from Tam's place. Take a look around, grab a seat, put your feet up, stay awhile.

The fridge is in the kitchen, and there's one in the garage too. Help yourself to whatever you'd like, just please use the recycle bin as appropriate.

In all seriousness, I hope you like what you find, and will continue to visit and read my meager scribblings.

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Waking my inner child

I just looked out the window here at the office and saw snow flakes coming down. It's actually coming down at a decent clip, but I doubt there will be any accumulation (thankfully).

What is about snow, though? For some reason, my inner child always seems to wake up and demand attention when it's snowing, especially the first good snowfall of the year. Even being in my mid-30s*, I still have this almost irresistible urge to run downstairs and catch snowflakes on my tongue, and to just frolick in the wintery wonder of fluffy water.

Now, if you'll excuse me, there's 15 minutes until my next meeting, which is plenty of time to run downstairs real quick!!

Cello Wars

You've probably already seen this, but just in case you haven't:

So that's what traffic looks like.

So this is what happens when you get linked to by both Borepatch and Jay G.


And yes, unfortunately, that is a HUGE day in visits for me.

Maybe I should write more, or better, or something.