Showing posts with label Chelsea. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Chelsea. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 9, 2014

Transformers Universe Silverstreak

This Silverstreak is a replacement for the one I broke and ultimately traded off a couple years ago. He was such a cool figure, if a bit fragile, and I felt bad for trading off what was a very thoughtful gift. So, I scoured the internet for a few months until I came across one on eBay for a price that wasn't as ridiculous as all the others. A few days later, and Silverstreak was back in my possession.

He is a really cool figure, even if he does have some trouble standing on his own. Much like vintage Star Wars figures, it takes a little finesse to get Silverstreak to stay up on his own. I'm also happy to report that I was able to transform him without any parts breakage this time. Sadly, he'll never be changed back to his Sports Car Mode, because I just don't want to take any chances.  I'm sure if I had to go looking for him again, he'd probably cost me a couple hundred dollars. Thankfully, he doesn't come with much in the way of accessories, just one blaster and that's it. There's less to lose that way. Most of the newer figures have much better articulation than their G1 counterparts, and Silverstreak is no exception. He may even be more articulated than the newer G.I. Joe figures. When you consider that most G1Transformers only had one or two POA's, it's rather impressive.

Silverstreak's card gives us a short biography on the character, as well as his tech specs. Apparently, he's the blabber mouth of the Autobots, since he never shuts up and will talk even while he's charging. That's right, Silverstreak even talks in his sleep. We also get a good view of his alt mode. I think he changes into a Nissan 350Z, which is fitting since the figure he's based on originally turned into a Datsun Fairlady Z. It's a sharp looking car, and I'm actually a little tempted to find a real used one that I can repaint and rebadge with an Autobot symbol. I'd probably be the only person that got it, but that's really nothing new for me.

Who knows, maybe they'll figure out how to make real cars and trucks transform by then..

Thursday, April 3, 2014

'Tis a lucky dog indeed.

On March 16 of this year, the town of Onancock held their first ever St. Patrick's Day parade. Since Chelsea's company was walking in the parade, that meant our dog, Kirby, was walking as well. So, on the day of the festivities, he got a little paint job...

He seemed a little confused by the whole thing, and had a puzzled look on his face for most of the day. Of course, when it was time to start walking and showing off, he was in the zone.

He actually did well considering all the noise and distractions. There were a bunch of other dogs around, and I know he was just going nuts wanting to meet them all. Kirby stayed focused, and led the Eastern Shore Animal Hospital to a first place trophy in the walking division.

Sometimes I wonder who was luckier, Kirby for getting adopted days before he was going to enter the "Big Sleep", or Chelsea and I, for finding the greatest dog in the world. I'm thinking we were the lucky ones.

That's right, I'm talking about you, you sly little dog.

Tuesday, December 24, 2013

Ah yes, about that surprise

Chelsea and I met 7 years ago, on a little site called Myspace. You may have heard of it, as it was kind of popular at one time. I was at a point in my life, where I just wanted to meet some new friends around my age, that weren't already embroiled in the responsibilities of spouses and children. I may have been cruisin' for ladies too. It's a possibility. Anyhow, I read Chelsea's profile, and I took notice of her profession. It seemed like a coincidence, but I actually knew other folks in the same field. I had met a bunch of them at a party a few years before. I sent her a message, dropping names of the folks I knew, and sure enough, they were her friends and coworkers. Small world indeed.

It seems that it really is all in who you know, because that was my "in". Chelsea later told me that if I hadn't mentioned her friends, she probably would have just deleted my message. I guess she had to deal with a lot of creepers over the years. The joke's on her, she's still dealing with one now ;-).  Chelsea asked one of her coworkers if they knew me, and as it turns out, we had gone to the same party all those years ago.  She even gave Chelsea a rather unflattering photo of me. It certainly wouldn't be the last one.

For example

After chatting on the phone for a couple of weeks, I asked her if she'd like to go get a coffee one day. She accepted my invitation, and we met up soon after that. We met one day in December of 2006, and made the drive down the road in my beat up old Ford, her nervous as can be, with me not even thinking about this being anything other than two friends grabbing a cup of coffee. As it turns out, the coffee shop was closed that day. We were at a loss for what to do, until I mentioned that I used to work at a vineyard, and that they had wine tastings there. I'm not sure if things would have turned out differently if that coffee shop had been open that day, but I can't help but think the wine assisted me that day.

We started seeing more and more of each other, until we made our relationship official in February of 07. Since then, we've had our share of adventures:

There's been plenty of laughter, a bit of crying, and our fair share of arguments. We've always worked through things though, and come out stronger on the other side. She's always there to support me, and is always ready to offer some encouraging words. Chelsea truly made me feel like the luckiest man in the world.

It was for this reason, I decided several months ago that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her. The past few weeks I have been agonizing over how I was going to propose, when I decided it should happen in the same place we had our first date. I often joked about doing it in a public place, surrounded by all of our friends, but I've seen that backfire too many times. It's always hilarious, until you're the one left kneeling there.

It was a perfect afternoon. Chilly, but sunny, and we pretty much had the whole place to ourselves. As nervous as I've been the past few weeks, I figured I would be freaking out today. Surprisingly, I felt calmer than I had in a long time. Maybe it's because I knew I was making the best decision of my life. I'm sure you can already guess it, but she said yes. Otherwise, I probably wouldn't have gone through the trouble of typing all of this. It still feels a little surreal, and I almost expect to wake up tomorrow and find it's all been a dream.

Here's a photo of my future wife and I, enjoying our wine and cider after the proposal. She looks happy, but I think she may have still been in a state of shock when we took this picture. Honestly, I think I was too.   Scratch that, I still am.

So, it would seem that my Christmas season is off to a great start. I plan on doing a Christmas fallout thread either tomorrow or Thursday, then I'm going to take a couple of weeks off from blogging. I'll still be around though, so feel free to shoot me a comment or an email. Until then, a Merry Christmas to you all, and to all a good night.

Tuesday, November 5, 2013

Halloween leftovers

It's November 5th, and I'm still finding it hard to believe that Halloween has already come and gone. My little hiatus during the middle of the month kinda threw things out of whack, and I never really recovered enough of the Halloween spirit to keep the countdown going. We didn't even carve jack-o-lanterns this year. That's the first time that's ever happened.

Since I was gone for close to two weeks, I had a few things I didn't get a chance to cover for the blog. That just means I have a few leftovers to share with everyone.

I really have an unhealthy appetite for Jell-O. I've yet to find a flavor that I didn't like. That's right, I even like Lime flavored Jell-O. I do draw the line at those weird fruit salads, that have chunks of unidentifiable fruit floating around in a round Jell-O mold. Why would anyone want to muck about with a fine gelatin desert by adding real fruit to it? Craziness..Anyway, it's this love for Jell-O that caused me to pick up this kit I saw at Wal-Mart. Apparently, I forgot to take a photo of the thing while it was still in the box, but if you go to Wal-Mart and look in the now clearanced Halloween section, I'm sure you'll find it. This particular kit comes with the mold seen here, as well as two different flavors of Jell-O, orange and grape. I know the molding tray has 6 spots in it, but for whatever reason, Jell-O decided to allow us to make two pumpkins at a time. That means we only get 5 spooky shapes.

The first one, and my favorite, is the grinning skull. Most would be content with just giving us a skull, but Jell-O added a little bit of spine there at the bottom. It's not a huge deal, but it's a nice little touch and it adds to the creepiness of the mold. Think about it, which would freak you out more, just finding a skull laying on the ground, or finding a skull with the spine still attached? It's the little things that shows Jell-O cares.

Up next we have your standard ghost. What's interesting though, are his arms. Rather than looking like arms hidden beneath a sheet, they look more like bony wings. I've never seen a ghost with bony wings before, so I'm instantly suspicious of that smile he has pasted on his mug. You may seem friendly, orange gelatin spirit, but I know you're not to be trusted.

Those are what I consider the "Creepy Crawlers" of the bunch. It's hard to see in the picture, but the bat actually has two little eyes molded in there. The spider has neither eyes, nor a mouth, but that's probably a good thing. A spider that can stare me straight in the face and give me a grin would cause me to lose my shit. These guys remind me of those huge gummy critters I used to buy from the convenience stores around here. They were multi-colored, and came in a foil back plastic bubble. You could get them one at a time, or buy a whole strip of fruity gummy creatures. I'd advise against that though, since eating more than two of them was usually enough to make me wish I could throw up.

Last up, we have the incredibly happy jack-o-lantern. Why is he so happy? You've got me. Maybe he has something awful planned for us. Or maybe it's because he knows that Chelsea spiked the Jell-O with chocolate whip cream vodka, effectively making all these things undercover Jell-O shots. I bet if I ate enough of them I'd be smiling like that too.

I'm S'mores eating fiend, so when I saw this earlier in the season, I had to pick it up. I've enjoyed S'mores cereal, Pop-Tarts, and candy bars, but I can't fool myself into thinking that they actually taste like the graham cracker, chocolate and marshmallow treat I've grown to love.

Sadly, mine was already falling apart when I opened up the package. At least Russel Stover made it look similar to the real thing. The main difference is the marshmallow is contained within a thin chocolate shell. It's not quite a Hershey bar, but it should do.  Still, you can't just slap a cold piece of chocolate and marshmallow between a couple of graham crackers and call it a S'mores. This calls for some heat.

Well crap. It looks like 20 seconds in the microwave was a bit too much. The proper preparation of S'mores requires an open fire, preferably built using the remains of your enemy's empire. Barring that, a microwave will work in a pinch. I expected things to soften up a bit, but I didn't think it would turn into a soupy mess. I didn't really want to waste what was still a perfectly edible snack, so I dug in anyway. After a couple of bites, I realized that what I was putting in my mouth didn't actually taste like the real thing. It did taste exactly like the S'mores Pop Tarts though. That's not necessarily a bad thing, though it is a little puzzling since it looks nothing like a Pop-Tart.

Sadly, I didn't pick either one of these up for the candy. I picked them out, because they were two different takes on the same character. Sinister he may be, the Dracula on the left still has manners, and he'll ask your permission before he sucks your blood. He looks like the type of vampire that would have you over for a nice dinner, before having your for dinner. The Dracula on the right however..

He's a freakin' wild man. There's no suave, sophisticated manners with this guy. Look at those crazed, bloodshot eyes and the huge ears. This is a vampire that has forsaken his humanity, and is just searching for his next meal. You might get the chance to enjoy a glass of wine in front of a roaring fire place with Bubble Tape Dracula, but Lip Pop Dracula is going to make a meal out of you as soon as you ring the doorbell. The Bubble Tape's flavor is "Awesome Original", which sounds like another way of saying "Amazingly Plain". Still, it tastes better than the Lip Pop's Green.

It doesn't help that I look completely ridiculous while I'm trying to eat the Lip Pop.

Finally, here's a picture of Chelsea dressed as a cat for work last Friday. I know she works at an animal hospital, but I thought it was for animals, not run by them.....I think I've filled my quota for bad jokes this evening, so I'll be merciful and end this post.

Saturday, October 19, 2013

Halloween Countdown: I'm So Tired!

Ahhhh.  Sit on the couch.  Pull the lever and recline.  Pop my feet up and let the dog jump up for some cuddles.  Turn on the TV and surround sound and find something on a Saturday night that doesn't completely suck.  Turn on the computer and connect to the interweb.  Crap.
Crap. Crap. Crap.  
I still have to write a blog about Halloween as promised.  After all, I crossed my heart and hoped to die and I certainly don't hope to die.  But come on!  I just got home.  I'm four beers in.  I just want to sit on the couch, watch meaningless television and play candy crush!  Is that so much to ask?  
As (regrettably) promised I would do a real Halloween post for the Stunt Zombie blog.  Since I'm just the littlest bit buzzed I thought the best idea would be to find a Halloween snacky food to go with my beverage of choice, Redd's Apple Ale.

 While rooting through Chris' bag o' Halloween goodies I came across something that intrigued me:
Kraft Jet-Puffed GhostMallows (It's really hard not to type Jet-Stay-Puffed!)The flavor of these marshmallows is supposed to be Vanilla but aren't all regular marshmallows vanilla flavored?
 While I thought that these would be super yummy I also started to rethink my beverage of choice.  Fruity beer plus vanilla marshmallows?  I think not.  Thank God the back of the bag had suggestions for what beverage would go best:

 So I brewed me a cup of Suisse Mocha (close enough to ghostly hot chocolate) and popped a few of these ghoulish marshmallows on top.

 Aren't they so cute?!  Although, now that I'm looking at them from this angle they slightly resemble ghostly sperm, no?  As I began to sip on my chocolatey beverage I had the sinking feeling that something very important was missing.

 Ahhh, that's better.
Now, since most of you (make that all of you) don't know who I am you probably have no idea that I am completely obsessed with another marshmallowy treat, Peeps.  Who doesn't love Peeps?  They're sugary, chewy and full of Peepy goodness (and yes, I do realize that I turn a lot of nouns in to adverbs!).  Anyway, the reason I bring up Peeps is because one of my favorite Peep activities (yes, there are more than one) is Peep jousting.  For hours upon hours of fun you pit your Peeps against each other in head to head combat.  Simply place the marshmallows on a plate, shove toothpicks into them, pop them in the microwave for a few seconds and crown a victor.  The Peep who doesn't get skewered is victorious.  I simply applied this basic concept to the ghostly marshmallows:

It didn't work out as I had planned.  With no clear victor I decided to crown myself the winner, mashed my melty marshmallows together and stirred them into my mocha!  While I do love a good marshmallow I didn't find anything particularly special about these sugary snacks.  Sure they're cute and slightly colorful.  Yes they're ridiculously addicting and I ate half a bag in one sitting (don't judge me, I'm drunk).  And would I get them again if spotted in the snack food aisle of the grocery store?  Of course.  But did they stand out from all of the other marshmallows on the shelf?  No, not really.  So, while I did enjoy snacking on them individually I think I'll stick to drowning them in my coffee.

Thursday, October 17, 2013

Halloween Countdown: Reminiscing on Halloween Nights Past

Okay, okay, so I missed a day.  I told you I'm not a particularly seasoned (or good) blogger!  On the upside my house is super clean!  One thing I am good at (since we've already ruled out blogging and photography) is taking the easy way out.  That's why I'm going to post pictures of my Halloween costumes from my childhood.  What?  Chris did it!  When we (me and my sister) were kids, we never had store bought costumes.  My mom made nearly every Halloween costume we ever wore until we were too old to go Trick or Treating (wait, what age it that?).  My mother is very crafty and thinks outside the box.  Speaking of boxes, most of our costumes were made from cardboard boxes!  Some of the more notable pieces of work included a table top (my sisters head came through a hole in the center of a large box covered with a tablecloth, place settings and a roasted turkey hat), a cookie jar (complete with lid as a hat, my mom was also big on hats!)
and a giant red octopus with eyes cut out and covered with panty hose so I could see!  One thing I learned from this whole experience (aka my childhood) was that boxes make great costumes but are the worst for trick or treating!  We literally hit into everyone and everything in our way.  And forget holding out our pillowcases for candy.  My sisters hands couldn't even reach out from underneath the "table" so folks started putting candy in the cups that were glued to the table top!  Some of our costumes spawned from convenience.  I took tap and jazz dance classes as a child.  Some of the costumes for our dance recitals were down right weird.  This is how I came to go out trick or treating as a black cat and a dinosaur!

Ah, the good old days!  As I grew older I realized that most of Halloween for adults involves women dressing up as sexy nurses, sexy cats, sexy wookies, etc.  
And, sadly, I too partook in this tragic tradition.  But that is a story for another day, probably tomorrow!
So, what are your favorite costumes from childhood?  We already know stunt zombie really enjoyed his Super Man costume.  I think my favorite was the octopus (although I'm sorry to report that after combing through my stacks of photo albums I could not find a single shot of that awesomely red 8 legged sea creature!).  Would love to hear your thoughts on Halloween costumes.

Tuesday, October 8, 2013

Halloween Countdown: Halloween Creative Dough

Dollar General has been my Halloween mecca this year. Where Wal-Mart and Rite-Aid have continued to let me down, DG has been there to lift up my spirits. It was on one of these days of disappointment that I found myself wandering through Dollar General's cramped aisles. I wasn't really looking for anything in particular, but then I came across this little bag of sunshine:

Holy carp! Check out the little blurb in the circle there. "15 x 1oz. cans of play dough". Play dough...Play-Doh..see what they did there? Regardless, that's a lotta dough. I can't remember the last time I saw Play-Doh release a Halloween themed pack. I'm not sure they ever have. Now that I think about it, I can't remember the last time I saw Play-Doh in a store. I guess that means Halloween Creative Dough, has the market all to itself.

I love how all the stuff on the front of the package actually uses figures and scenery made from the actual product. Then on the back, we get a few more ideas. I'm particularly fond of what appears to be a bunch of bones trapped inside a protoplasmic gingerbread man. That's not a bad rendition of Frankenstein's Monster, but it bothers me that the bolts are sticking out of his head. Weird..

I know the package says there were 15 cans, but when you finally get the bag open and spread them over a table top, you realize just how much dough is in there. They doubled up on the primary colors, so even though the set only includes 1 can of purple, you're given enough red and blue dough to make some more. Now if they could just find some way to allow you to separate the dough after the colors have been mixed..

Not only do the little guys around the side of the can look nifty, they're good for more ideas of what to do with your creative dough. I wish I had thought of that before I took all my photos and cleaned up everything last night, but now I know for next time. So, when it comes to crafting, I have what I like to call stupid fingers, so I recruited Chelsea to help me out. Here are a few of our creations.

This was the first one I tried. I was trying to get a feel for the dough, to see just how firm it was. Unfortunately, it seems a little softer than Play-Doh, so I wasn't going to try and get as detailed as the figures on the bag.  As for this guy, he's a round little green blob named Rodney. He has a prehensile tongue, and it's hard to tell, but it's actually standing up in this picture. If he appears worried, it's because he is. You see, Rodney's people's tongues are actually separate entities, and they've been known to just up and leave if they feel like it. Sometimes the tongue comes back, sometimes it doesn't. Rodney's been lucky so far, but it's a constant worry that he may wake up one day and taste nothing.

This is another one of mine. I call him Mr. Jangle, and he was supposed to be a skeleton. Sadly, he wasn't able to keep it together, and collapsed into a pile of bones. He's still a well dressed skull, and he refuses to go anywhere without his top hat. Also, for not having any skin, he as an amazing mustache.

This one is Chelsea's, and it appears to be a very surprised owl. Hmm..I didn't notice it before, but I think this owl has a beak and a mouth. Not anatomically accurate, but I'll allow it.

Here's another one from Chelsea. It's the one eyed, one horned, purple people eater. It's hard to tell, but I think he's a friendly fellow. He does look like he's ready to give somebody, anybody a great big hug. Even if it kills them.

Here's the last of Chelsea's creations. This time she went all out with a spooky scene. There's a pumpkin patch out in front, while the wolf howls at the moon from the hill in the distance. The bat silhouette was a particularly nice touch. There's one other detail in this one that I like:

That pumpkin is sporting a magnificent mustache.

The last one is my creation. He's a four legged alien named Brok. His race is closely related to our fiddler crabs, hence the reason why one of his arms is bigger than the other. The large yellow spot absorbs sunlight, meaning Brok doesn't actually need to eat to survive. That doesn't mean he doesn't enjoy a snack now and then. He's particularly fond of pistachio ice cream, but mainly because it's unnecessarily green.

So there you have it. The results\ of an hour's worth of arts and crafts. I hope you enjoyed the show.
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