Tuesday, October 18, 2016

Oh, it's October?

Let's talk about this jackass.

Last weekend, the wife and I had a couple of friends over for pizza and horror movies. We decided on The Babadook, which I sadly cannot recommend. It..well, it just wasn't as good as I was hoping it would be. The ending just..man, I'm actually getting a little angry just thinking about it. At one point, I had to get up to go to the kitchen, and for some reason I took the long way around. Normally, the fastest route is to go straight through our dining room and "BAM!". The kitchen is right there. Well, that night I walked through the hallway, flipped on the den light, and promptly crapped my trousers. 

You see, we had just put out our Halloween decorations earlier that day, so there were numerous ghouls and ghosts strewn about the house.Out of the corner of my eye, I saw this asshole sitting there, grinning and holding his hands up as if to say, "Sorry bro, I was just standing here. In the dark. With my skull face". I flailed a bit, knocking his ass over, secure in the knowledge that an actual intruder would likely be as scared as I was at that moment. 

Thankfully my wife and friends didn't laugh at me too much. 

Sunday, September 4, 2016

Pumpkin Spice Cheerios

It's September again, and you know that means...The spice must flow. The pumpkin spice that is. It's time for food and candy makers to start adding nutmeg and cinnamon to everything. There's pumpkin spice coffee, donuts, snack cakes, cough syrup..okay, maybe not cough syrup, but you get the point. Most of the stuff I'm seeing on social media has been around for a while. But, we're also seeing some that are just jumping on to the pumpkin spice hayride, and that's what brings me here today. Allow me to introduce you to Pumpkin Spice Cheerios

Sunday, August 28, 2016

Pop Culture League Challenge: Olympic Medal Winner

I'm a little late to the party, but this week's Pop Culture League Challenge was:

If _____ was an Olympic sport, I’d have a gold medal around my neck.

Well, I can think of one thing right off the top of my head. If being fickle was an Olympic sport, I'd be a gold medal winner every single time. I've been fickle since my childhood, never really focusing on one thing for very long, easily getting distracted and moving on to something else. It's carried on into adulthood, with me picking up and dropping hobbies within a matter of months. I've had entire libraries on brewing and knife making, both things I thought I would enjoy, only to lose interest completely. I've bought game systems and handfuls of games, only to stop playing them within a few days, eventually selling everything off a few months later. I think I've gone through at least 2 or 3 Sega Dreamcasts like that. 

In fact, the only hobby I've stuck with for a long period of time is this blog. I'm going on three years with this thing now, a definite record for me. I'll admit, I've been tempted to close it down and move on to something else, but I actually enjoy doing this too much. 

So, maybe that means I'll only get a silver medal for fickleness at the next Olympics. 

Go to Cool and Collected to see some other gold medal bloggers!

Saturday, August 27, 2016

Awesome leftover toys

Chelsea and I made the long, long drive to Buffalo, NY this past weekend for a friend's wedding. It was actually a lot of fun, even if I did spend most of the time eating way too much food. One of the best things about visiting my wife's family, is we usually don't need to spring for a hotel room while we're there. Almost all of them have a room or two to spare, and they offer much better service than any hotel ever could. The last night of our trip was spent at Chelsea's aunt's house, in her cousin's room.

When my father in-law first opened the door to the cousin's bedroom, it looked like your normal spare bedroom setup. There was a desk with an iMac, a set of book shelves and a dresser, and a large futon mattress in the floor. Since I was pretty exhausted, it took me a few seconds to notice all the relics hiding in plain sight. The excitement I felt gave me the energy to stay up at least another hour, giving me a chance to document some of the cooler stuff before I finally passed out.
If you follow me on Twitter, you saw the treasures I discovered in that room. If not, then keep reading, and get a more detailed look at my findings.

Tuesday, August 16, 2016

Pop Culture League Assignment: Shelfie

The League of Extraordinary Bloggers is dead. Long live the League! The Pop Culture League has risen from the pile of cast out toys, comics, and movies to take its place. So, what's this week's assignment?

Shelfie! Snap a picture or two of your favorite shelf.

I'm sure I've posted photos of my display case before, and I'm sure that things haven't changed much since then. Some pieces have gone on to other homes, while I've welcomed a few new additions. How about we get a closer look of dem shelves?

Wednesday, July 27, 2016

Mattel Ghostbusters Jillian Holtzmann!

The movie's probably already out of theaters and on its way to home video by now, but look! It's a Ghostbuster action figure. And it's a lady?

Thursday, July 14, 2016

Adventures in tree cutting

I'm not a lumberjack, though I may have thought myself one in my youth. My friends and I would go out into the woods (someone else's woods) and just go crazy clearing paths, chopping down trees, and building bridges and dams. Building dams was one of our favorites, due mainly to the instant gratification. If you trekked far enough through the woods, you would come across a marshland full of bottomless mud pits and networks of streams. This was all along the shore line of a creek, so it was easy for us to scrounge up piles of wood that had drifted in. Dams were easier for us to build, because they didn't require us to raid my dad's hodge podge of nails and screws. It's not like he kept track of them, but he might notice if half a box of 16 penny nails suddenly disappeared.

So we would gather up all of the washed up scrap wood, and we would engineer these dams to block off certain streams. Sometimes we would leave gaps in the wood to allow small fish and minnows to get through, then we'd block them off, effectively trapping the wildlife on one side. Other times we would completely dam up a creek, and watch as the water level quickly rose up and above the sides of the channel. I'm still not sure why we did this, other than to say we could. 

I only bring this up, because it's the sort of thing that was going through my head when I decided to tackle the wildly growing tree in front of our house. 

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