We had a great time visiting the FSU campus this weekend and was pleasantly surprised with the turnout for their spring football game. The tailgaters were out in full force and only wished we could make it for the Hokies spring game this coming weekend.
Oh, Rikki. When you didn’t come home last night I thought maybe you had found your way into the shed in the backyard again. I usually hear your mewing as a beacon that indeed you had. But, there was no such calling to me.
And you usually will scamper in when I open the door in the morning after one of your late night roaming sessions. But, there was no such walk of shame.
Instead, I found you by the side of the road, lifeless. I’m so sorry you had to go that way. I’ll miss you dearly.
Any of my FSU or Tallahassee native peeps
I’d be interested to hear your feedback about some cool things we should do this weekend in Florida’s state capital.
If you see some guy blatantly sporting VT gear, that’d be me ^_^
What sights should we see?
sorry peeps
my in-laws are visiting for a few weeks and I sure as hell am NOT gonna let them catch me on Tumblr. With my luck, some random boobies would pop up. Y’all know what I’m talking about.
Anyway, I’m on here now because they went to get some donuts.
mmm…donuts
On a side note, they will also be watching the boys so we can have a weekend getaway which is when we’ll visit the FSU campus and tour around the great capital of Florida in a few weeks. I’m going to wear my VT shirt and cause a ruckus.
Miss u guys (and gals). ^_^
Ooooh…donuts are here. cya
Hari Kondabolu tells a feminist dick joke.
Fuck. Yes.
So I thought I should let everyone know that I’m in love, no big deal.
I love stand-up comedy. ^_^
On a side note, I took my parents to see Tommy Davidson one time as an anniversary present. We sat near the front but my dad at the time was a pretty big guy before his gastric band surgery.
Of course, that made him the subject of attention for a minute and Tommy joked about how my mom fed him with a biscuit gun.
(via needapenny)
“The future is electric, hybrids will take charge”
It’s been a beautiful year for alternatively-powered vehicles especially when high-end manufacturers get involved:
Mercedes SLS AMG Coupe Electric Drive (German)
Acura NSX Concept (Japanese)
Porsche 918 Hybrid (German)
Ferrari LaFerrari (Italian)
Tesla Model S (American)
These are manufacturers looking to appeal to the commercial value of renewable energy but, more so, is that they are also incubating science and technology that will benefit us in the future of energy efficiency.
There will always be a demand for high-performance automobiles but the caveat is that the price of fossil fuel (environmental, social, health, and as a commodity) is taking on a negative attribute. When major metropolitan centers become choked with particulate matter from burning fossil fuel, it’s imperative that some habits make a necessary change.
When the future of renewables is given a glamorous make-over, like with these cars, their appeal can help to persuade public opinion on acceptance.
I’m pleased with how things are shaping up because these car manufacturers are leading the way to a better future for all of us.
Oil has had a 100 year grip on our transportation. For the moment, we can’t live without it. But by at least incorporating hybrid technology, it will hopefully create more supply and, thus, bring down costs for us working folks.
Then, maybe, when we’re all rich, we can afford some high-performance electric car porn powered by the sun, wind, or some other renewable source of energy.
that gif with the crow and the dog is friggin’ hilarious!
I wish I could see it in slow motion…it’s like watching someone take a long time to fall down.
“A dry story”
I forgot I had this in my ‘drafts’ so I figured I’d finish what I started…
So, we’ve had an interesting start to 2013 with our appliances that heat stuff. The first thing to go was our water heater which decided to leak its guts out right around bed time one evening. It was over 20 years old and I’m glad that we got rid of it since it was making our water brown. The second thing was our coffee maker. It was cheaper just to buy a new one than fix it. Third, so far, was our dryer.
It was taking longer and longer to dry our clothes when eventually it just quit heating altogether. I had already fixed the drive belt on it so I felt confident enough to tackle this new challenge.
Well, it so happened that when I unplugged the dryer and moved it away from the wall, the duct came loose and spilled a large quantity of rocks and toys. Unfortunately, the exhaust duct, on the outside, isn’t properly screened to prevent small kids from putting stuff like rocks and toys in the dryer duct. We’re only renting here so I’m not really inclined to spend too much on fixing up the place but sometimes it’s the little things (like this) that can really inconvenience you. I should know better with 2 kids to look after.
Speaking of whom, they both pleaded the fifth as to who was guilty in this incidence.
I removed the heater element suspecting the whole thing was bad but after a visit to the appliance repair shop, the guy there said that it was probably the switches which were bad. They’re a fail-safe measure to prevent the actual heater element from starting a fire due to blockage in the duct. How…ironic.
It was a relatively quick fix and luckily they had the switches in stock. My wallet was $40 lighter and I changed out the switches.
All I have left to do is cover that silly exhaust hole.
“Untitled”
I removed an earlier post similar to this one because it was a cheesy photo but it was also about my resolutions to get back into shape. I’m still keeping up with the resolutions, but this post, however, has some interesting backstory regarding this picture…
It all starts with my girlfriend at the time when this image was taken. I was around 25 years old and she lived in a townhouse with her twin sister in Potomac, Md. I had finished up a lifeguarding shift in Tyson’s Corner when I stopped by to see her. They normally have 3 parking spots allotted per townhouse and her sister was out but I curiously took the last spot. I assumed she had some friend(s) over.
It turned out that her neighbor was having a bachelorette party and the car in question belonged to someone next door. So, my girlfriend asks me to go over there and have them move their car. Now, mind you, I’m dressed as a lifeguard still, wearing red swim trunks and a tank top. One of the neighbor’s friends opens the door and asks me to come in apparently thinking I’m there for, um, entertainment purposes. I assure her that I’m not and that’s when the neighbor’s sister, Allison, recognizes me.
I walk back outside amidst a throng of female partygoers who are of questionable sobriety. Anyway, the car gets moved and my girlfriend, who sees everything, doesn’t like what she’s just seen with a whole bunch of girls surrounding me, giggling and what not.
Some time after that episode, Allison asked to shoot some pics of me for her photography class. My girlfriend thought it wouldn’t be a bad idea, as long as she could supervise everything.
I found this photo and some headshots that Allison took while looking for some other paperwork in our file cabinet.
This Cartel song is awesome…
I’m a little late to the game I guess assuming this band has been around awhile but it’s got a great hook and the lyrics really spoke to me for some reason.
If you’ve seen the movie Ratatouille and how Anton Ego gets transported back to his childhood upon tasting the movie’s namesake…listening to this song was like that for me.
I closed my eyes and imagined myself listening to them in a basement, red solo cup filled with cheap beer, somewhere in college (granted they were probably much younger) but still. I have roots in the electronic music scene, mostly house and downtempo, but do appreciate a good live band. And listening to this song reminded me of some good times.
I’m also a little bit buzzed and would totally kiss everyone right now. You especially.
So…
Brew boy just sent me a list of 14 breweries he would like to visit while in California this April.
EDIT- I LIED- IT’S 17.
Cripes
True story time!
This reminded me of a trip we took to Napa Valley…
So, my #1 redhead is a 2nd level sommelier. She’s the type of person that could taste a wine and tell you what kind it is and where it’s from. It’s kind of freak, actually. Me, not so much: it’s red, rose, or white but I have at least learned to appreciate her talent.
At the time, she was also a server at Ruth’s Chris Steakhouse which qualified her for “industry” status and meant she could taste wine at the numerous vineyards for free. I was then expected to be the “designated driver”. Which was fine with me because I’m not much of a drinker anyway.
We started out at Domain Chandon and by the time we got to the third vineyard, I had to stop tasting because I had a significant buzz going on. Primarily, also, because I didn’t eat much for breakfast before we left. I expected we’d, you know, eat something along the way. The missus, however, had different plans and could see she was having the time of her life. “Just one more vineyard” became her mantra. By the fifth vineyard, the pangs of hunger were pretty intense and I had to resort to chowing down on the crackers or bread which were supposed to used to cleanse your pallet between tastings.
The sun was setting with, finally, our FINAL stop at Coppola’s vineyard and I still hadn’t eaten anything I’d call food. Satisfied, and pretty intoxicated, she allowed me to have dinner but only if we could eat at where we started, Domain Chandon, she said in her best unslurred speech. To keep it short, it’s a high-end, fine dining experience. The portions reflected as much and we easily dropped $400 on dinner for two people (ah, life before kids). I was still super hungry and on the way back to the hotel, stopped at McDonald’s to get me a Big Mac and some fries. That was THE best $5 burger meal I’d ever eaten.
Now, if I find myself in similar situations, “Just one more vineyard” is my safe phrase.
My advice to Beloved, bring some back-up food in the event you hear “Just one more brewery”. You can thank me later. ^_^
“2012”
thank you everyone on Tumblr for a great 2012!
Looking forward to the memes, gifs, and any myriad of internet-related media that will head our way which we can enjoy and share together.
Be safe out there…see ya on the flip side ^_^
Something has to change.
Gun control laws don’t do much to protect the innocent.
What we probably need more of is counseling for people who need it.
Instead of using funds for enforcing gun control laws, let’s instead funnel it to professional psychologists who can help people with these needs.
There’s truth to the whole “doing the same thing expecting different results” mantra.
People who would enter a mall, or a school, or a theater armed to the teeth with the motive of killing people have one thing in common. And it isn’t the guns they’ve acquired legally or illegally.
What they all need is help. Let’s do our best to help them.
Nothing’s going to stop people from random killing unless the desire to do so is removed. Gun laws do nothing to address this.
