Sunday, June 17, 2007

Gitchy Gotcha Gadget Meme - a.k.a. Gods I Worship (for Senja)

For a techno junkie, I have very few cool gadgets. My computer is my god and I would quickly go insane without it. You wouldn't know it by looking at my dinosaur monitor & keyboard, but this beast was built just for me and has been re-built several times when it has given me grief (thanks to a techno god friend). I don't own a cell phone, and I am perhaps the last person on earth without one. I'll buy one someday, but couldn't care less at this point in time. Call Display is another matter entirely. It allows me to see who I am ignoring when the phone rings... If I talk to you on the phone, chances are, I called you, or I was specifically expecting your call. I do spend a fair bit of time on the phone, but this is limited to long distance calls to a very short list of people that I enjoy yakking at on the fly. Chances are, your not on that list, so, leave a message and I'll get back to you if I feel like it. I do check my messages...about twice a month. If you require a speedier response, e-mail me or leave a comment on the 'ole blog...to which I am capable of break neck speed responses!

This is my brain. If you are not written into the pages of this leather bound god, then I will not remember you or whatever it is you required me to do or where it is you desired me to be. When I run out of pages, I will go high tech. Maybe I'll get a cell phone combo and kill two birds with one stone. Who knows.

I spend as little time as possible in the kitchen, but I do have a few must have gadgets (less the microwave and coffee maker). I despise normal can openers, and their electric cousins; this here little gadget holds onto the can's lid until you release it into the trash can. It is sheer brilliance and the person who invented it deserves a medal or their own tropical island or something.

Kitchen sheers. I did not know that such a handy gadget existed until I lived on my own. My parents still have no concept that such a marvel exist!

I am of the personal opinion that it should be illegal to own a cat without also owning one of these: It's called a "Love Glove" and it is pure magic when it comes to de-hairing hairy ones, so as to not have a house covered with hair. I rest my case. Does this qualify as a gadget?

And last, but not least...oh no, not least...I saved the best for last...my Canon Elph. The only camera I have ever owned that I have not worn out in eleven months flat! Fits in my pocket. Takes video. Has taken over 20,000 pictures and shows no hint of wearing out! So, when it comes to taking pictures on the run, as apposed to planned events that require a professional grade god (yep, still referring to cameras here), this is, by far, a parent's bestest friend!

Saturday, June 16, 2007

A Quote Blurb, in lieu of a Real Post

New Wisdom (from today) -

"Never attribute to malice that which can be adequately explained by stupidity."

Old Wisdom (a favorite) -

"Do not meddle in the affairs of dragons, for you taste good with ketchup."

Thursday, June 14, 2007

What Once Was Lost, Now Is Found...Sorta

I found my keys that my niece lost in my living room a month ago. They were within two feet of my desk. I found my camera battery charger that I thought I left at my parents' house...even went there to look for it this evening...it too, was within two feet of my desk. Now, if only I could find my mind...I think I lost it some time ago...

Monday, June 11, 2007

Quote of the Day

"The early bird gets the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese."

Saturday, June 9, 2007

Saturdayness...

EYE


Mr. Nutty who will eat out of your hand!

Awe, so cute!


The Mutt that thinks it is hilarious to chase Mr. Nutty away and then listen to Mr. Nutty yell about the dog to his buddies...those suckers are loud when they are mad! Just keep the peanuts coming...


In Honour of the Brother-In-Law's Graduation: don't quiz me on what degree he now has, I would flunk that quiz...but I do know it took him six years!

Friday, June 8, 2007

Jump Start to the Weekend

I hauled Bennett to a Canadian Citizenship Ceremony this morning (a friend of ours was finally joining our ranks! another American Import, no less) and he found it very enlightening...NOT. I on the other hand, rather enjoyed the ceremony...but that would be a boring story. Bennett's enthusiasm, or lack there of, is at least momentarily entertaining...

Note: he is facing the back of his chair...watching what's going on behind him in the crowd...


Someone came by dispensing crayons and paper to bored children, Bennett was a welcome recipient...for a few minutes at least...


Here he is at the height of his excitement. After this outing, he was literally begging me to take him to school. I laugh.


Redeeming Myself: after School, I hauled the little gaffer to a BBQ Get Together; I think he had a wee bit more fun than the morning's venture. There were pleanty of people taking pictures of people sitting around, eating and talking... I on the other hand, played amateur sports photographer while W & W kicked the little one's asses at Soccer!

Hey...NO Hands!



Kick the ball into the bushes...

...send a short person in after it!


Blurry Child

Headless Child

Distracted Child


Trying out a new technique: On All Fours

People Running...But NO Ball in Sight...


Bennett still spends more time picking up the ball than actually kicking it...


A Mere Sampling of People Sitting Around Talking...

Memorizing Tiki Torch

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Sums up Wednesday:

Awe, Thanks Audrey!

A spectacular view of the moon from an aircraft. Rarely do all factors line up so well (lighting, distance, clarity, composition) that such a spectacular picture is taken...
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Thursday, June 7, 2007

From the Photo Archives: Era - 2005, Event - Big Bro Kicking Little Bro's Ass

After getting sick of hearing from the mouth of a babe (hairy on top) how that babe could whup the big brother's ass (sans hair on top), the hairless one took on the challenge...

That's right. Pull up those britches little guy...


Circle each other once...


And then get right down to it... Is that four legs and one head? Is the hairy one already missing a shoe?


He momentarily assumes that this is a piece of cake... I personally request chocolate moose cake, thank you.


Don't roll over on the bike parts...that might not feel pleasantly...


Two legs, two arms and two heads...at least this configuration has an even numbers of appendages...


Le Smack!


Le Leg!


What? Over All Ready?


Dude. You looks like you hurts!

Like a Bad Hangover...Only That Would Be More Pleasant...

Yesterday took a lot out of me (and No, I still can't bring myself to talk about it without excessive swearing...) Today, as I had no classes, I stayed in bed as long as possible. I allowed my child to feast on as many granola bars as he saw fit for Breaky and kept him home from school; at first I thought this was because I did not want to get up and see anything that resembled daylight...but now I realize that I was doing his teachers a grand favour, because he is in the same mood as I...only he is bathed and dressed and having a good hair day...

It is exactly noon and I am now sitting here in my pajamas, watching Star Trek: TNG re-runs and contemplating dumping my bad attitude, now that I have had sufficient time to wallow in it.

So...on goes the fake smile, out comes the to do list and now I am off to drool over some of my Oh-So-Much-Better-Than-Tim-Horton's-Coffee.

Wednesday, June 6, 2007

Thomas Oliver in "NOT HIS BED"

Because everything else I have started writing today includes too many four letter words...

Kitty pictures for your viewing pleasure! This is my lap warmer. Seriously. He thinks my lap belongs to him any time after 8 p.m. It doesn't. But he thinks it does. If I don't accommodate...he follows me around the house and stares at me...or he hangs over the front of my computer screen and stares at me. He's loyal.

2002: NOT HIS BED! Hell, it aint even his swing! Yes, it is on...as in MOVING! He does not care...he's just happy that he planted his arse somewhere that was NOT HIS BED!


2005: NOT HIS BED! One of dozens of pictures that look just like this. Apparently, my lap was unavailable.


2006: NOT HIS BED! Actually, The Niece!'s stroller: one of the items in the "Cheap Auntie Gear" Line Up. Bennett never would have been put in something this cheap. NEVER. I am a self confessed stroller snob. I have issues. I've lightened up since then, however, the stroller is still red...somethings don't change.


2006: NOT HIS BED! My lap was not there...so he settled for my chair.


BONUS: NOT A "NOT HIS BED" PICTURE

2002: Caught and KILLED a bird...while on a LEASH! Dumb Bird or Really NOT Dumb Cat. I vote for the latter. Why is he on a leash you ask? This was my attempt to protect the neighbour cats...and birds...from Mr. Oliver. It didn't work. He is now barred from going outdoors. I got tired of paying large vet bills when he came home injured. The neighbours got tired of their cats coming home injured. Thomas is a wonderful pet...not such a nice neighbour though...

Sunday, June 3, 2007

Random Thoughts...

It's a bit after 3 a.m. I am awake (ouch), editing pictures from the nearly perfect day of yesterday, listening to my old radio station from the town Bennett was born in, and wrestling with my thoughts (and yes the damn cricket is still going at it like a stuck record player...) Ever have those moments when you know you have so much to be thankful for, yet just can't shake the damn blues? I'm having one of those moments. So many things that are going great and so many things that don't deserve my attention because they are not positive in any way...

Charming

The Cricket outside my window has been going strong for THREE SOLID DAYS. At fist the sound was charming and now it is down right annoying. I hope the bugger gets laid soon...if that's what shuts 'em up...