tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-187797922024-03-23T14:00:07.114-04:00Never Cook Bacon While NakedI'm Scooter, but I might be a troll.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15236323080277874167noreply@blogger.comBlogger783125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18779792.post-90034951034529622982014-11-01T23:03:00.001-04:002014-11-01T23:03:32.692-04:00Aureliana KempThis is the second entry for Nanowrimo 2014.<br /><br />Aureliana had never gone home with a stranger before. She had no idea what to expect, and honestly no idea what to do. Indeed, she didn't know why she did it in the first place.<br /><br />Lucius was not particularly remarkable in the way of looks. His ROC was a mid range model several years old. His costume for all-hallows eve, a store bought light play character, was pedestrian.<br /><br />Oh, but his passion in the way he complained. It was almost like poetry. Of course, Aureliana did not yet realize that Lucius' particular brand of poetry is best appreciated after a few glasses of wine.<br />
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Still, he was quite the gentleman. They had not consummated their relationship last night. She seemed to remember him saying something about not having any lovers' purses.<br /><br />The sunlight finally found its way onto her face. This was enough motivation to get out of bed. It was at that moment that Aureliana discovered that her cloak was not on her person. Looking about the room, it was apparent that her cloak was not anywhere near.<br /><br />When she removed the blanket to get up, she was greeted with the fact that Lucius did not enjoy spending more of his salary than he had to on heat. It was not going to be the last example of Lucius' unnecessary frugality.<br /><br />Walking out into the grand room, she discovered Lucius' appreciation of large windows. Lucius' neighbors across the way discovered Aureliana's unencumbered form. She swiftly discovered and put her cloak about herself after waving to them.<br /><br />She did not even have her Arab's water yet. The four glasses of wine from last night made such immodest displays to strangers that much more embarrassing. She hadn't need to worry, though. The fact that Lucius had visitors of any kind let alone a young woman was shocking in its own right.<br /><br />Lucius had been gone for a while. Perhaps there was a line at the Water Tower. Her stomach gurgled. Luckily, the layout for houses in this neighborhood of Districtum was quite familiar, and Aureliana was soon making her self a hand meal. Two pieces of bread, some hard salami, and a bit of egg paste had been her favorite snack since childhood. She was struck by the thought that Lucius deserves some credit for a reasonably well stocked pantry.<br /><br />She really did hope that he would be back with the Arab's water soon, though.<br /><br /> An amber man that did not own a light box. That was a new experience for Aureliana. Indeed, she realized that even her grand parents owned a light box. They mostly used it to purchase unnecessary home appliances. Well, some of them were unnecessary. The gladiator grill that was her Christmas present was used every other day by her room mate.<br /><br />Still, without the light box to distract from her headache, Aureliana was beginning to wonder what exactly was the plan that she had last night. The man speaking on the radio about the Egyptian plane crash did not set the most cheery of moods.I'm Scooter, but I might be a troll.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15236323080277874167noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18779792.post-30420517161127847542014-10-31T21:08:00.001-04:002014-10-31T21:08:49.465-04:00Lucius MartialisThis is the first entry for National Novel writing month 2014. The Roman empire never fell, and it is the year 1999 A.D.<br />
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Lucius never wanted to be an amber man, but with a name like Lucius, he felt compelled to walk the talk. Now, in his third year as a jouneyman amber worker, he was strongly considering joining the legion and leaving behind the wires, fuses, plugs, and all of their trappings behind. It wasn't so much the work, but rather what the work was leading up to: Lucius Martialis was never one to celebrate a new year. Unfortunately, this year seemed to make such a notion impossible.<br />
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At any rate, his home city Districtum was piggybacking the end of the second Christian millennium with the kick-off of a two-year celebration of the founding of the city by the Gauls in 1701. This meant lots of amber work. Lots and lots of amber work. This was a blessing and a curse for Lucius.<br />
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Work was its own reward, and his salary certainly did not suffer, either. Still, Lucius was helping to waste a great deal of Cyprus metal to light up a great deal of unnecessary lights to facilitate an unnecessary celebration of a city whose biggest accomplishment was bringing rock oil chariots to the common man. The haze that made the sun rise that much more beautiful punctuated that fact.<br />
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All in all, Lucius did not have a lot of joy in his life. He is good at his job that he never wanted to do. He is paid well doing something for his job that he found pointless. His home seemed to revel in the fact that it was helping to ruin the environment. His attitude towards other people suffered for it.<br />
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Of course, all of Lucius' troubles were "primary world problems", as the song on the radio called them. Unfortunately for Lucius, he listened to Empire Public Radio and left the top fifty to be listened to his neighbors. The striking chords of All Things Conquered awoke Lucius to the first day of Nine. Hrodbehrt Siegel started the day off with news of a plane crash. All 217 people were presumed dead.<br /><br />This news seemed to start the day off just the way Lucius wanted it to. For a man with no real worries, hearing terrible news seemed to distract him from the misery that was his good fortune. Lucius had a hard time making friends.<br /><br />Of course, that fact was confounded with the gentle feminine moan that arose next to Lucius. Indeed, he was quite startled by it. With a great deal of self control, he managed to spurt out "Good morning." Lucius, in spite of his throbbing head, decided that "what the hell are you doing here?!" was probably not the best way to greet the young woman to the new day.<br /><br />For her part, she seemed to appreciate the effort. "God Morning, Lucius. Tell me, do you have any Arab's water in the house?" This was a problem. Lucius was never one for the bitter, dark drink. In fact, he did not even own an Arab's water maker.<br /><br />Still, while Lucius may not have been the most friendly person on the surface, he knew how to be a good host. "I will be right back. The Water Tower at the end of the block has plenty." The Water Tower had just celebrated its 28th year since its founding in 1971 in Seattlium. It seemed to be opening new stores in the same way that kudzu spread.<br /><br />Lucius got out of bed, threw on his cloak, and walked out the door.I'm Scooter, but I might be a troll.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15236323080277874167noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18779792.post-32360309928318981562014-01-01T19:48:00.003-05:002014-01-01T19:48:26.015-05:00Spencer Fullerton BairdIn 1843, Baird traveled to Mexico and observed the tapirs named after him. In El Salvador, Baird's Tapir has been extirpated through a combination of deforestation, hunting, and war.<br />
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In short, the Salvadoran civil war is my least favorite historical conflict.<br />
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Any way, Happy New Year, folks. May your fortunes grow long like a tapir snout!<br />
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I'm Scooter, but I might be a troll.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15236323080277874167noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18779792.post-73303578047251937032013-07-14T10:20:00.001-04:002013-07-14T10:20:33.923-04:00Tasha Arnold <p>She went outside for a total of three minutes.</p>
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<p>Sadie, Violet, and their friends are playing in Prospect Park. I am enjoying a park bench.</p>
<p>Awesome sauce, friends. </p>
I'm Scooter, but I might be a troll.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15236323080277874167noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18779792.post-12763899491037046842012-12-17T08:27:00.000-05:002012-12-17T08:27:11.815-05:00Kimber ArnoldShe locked herself out of the house, so she walked up to our picture window as I was raising the shade. I screamed, fell down, and yanked the shade from its mooring.<br /><br />Kim then proceeded to laugh heartily.<br />
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I would like to say that my family is healthy and safe. I am very glad of that, and I am truly lucky to be briefly terrified by the mother of my children.<br /><br />I hope you can say the same.I'm Scooter, but I might be a troll.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15236323080277874167noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18779792.post-29956181910609102192012-12-15T07:50:00.000-05:002012-12-15T07:50:32.715-05:00Fred RogersHere is a link about how to talk to children when tragic events happen. <a href="http://fci.org/new-site/par-tragic-events.html">http://fci.org/new-site/par-tragic-events.html</a><br />
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My heart is broken over what happened in Connecticut. I hugged my children, and cried when I saw the President cry. We need to overhaul our mental health infrastructure in this country, and we need to do it now.I'm Scooter, but I might be a troll.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15236323080277874167noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18779792.post-26177286271109938002012-12-14T09:26:00.001-05:002012-12-14T09:26:26.710-05:00David Rutledge <div><p>He is my state house representative.</p>
<p>So... there is all of this lame duck legislation being passed now that the state house and Senate are set to become more evenly divided. I don't very much like the idea of retiring and voted out legislators passing things before the new year when such laws could not be passed with new members.</p>
<p>It just seems like dirty politics. </p>
</div>I'm Scooter, but I might be a troll.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15236323080277874167noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18779792.post-4582157377533568312012-12-13T07:22:00.002-05:002012-12-13T07:22:40.372-05:00John SmithI am not feeling very literary today.I'm Scooter, but I might be a troll.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15236323080277874167noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18779792.post-31196289228501227792012-12-12T08:00:00.000-05:002012-12-12T08:00:37.935-05:00Norman E. Rosenthal, MDHe pioneered the diagnosis of Seasonal Affective Disorder in the 1980s.<br />
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So, I am not feeling so hot. The gloom is a little rough on me, and so I said on Facebook. Apparently I need to eat a great deal of vitamin D and go to a tanning salon. Well... maybe. I think I will stick with the vitamin D and hope that's enough.<br />
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Does anybody else out there feel ill? Sound off in the comments.I'm Scooter, but I might be a troll.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15236323080277874167noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18779792.post-71238348673645268002012-12-11T09:06:00.001-05:002012-12-11T09:06:14.625-05:00Kristin ChenowethShe is a small person. I saw a few moments of the country music award show that was on last night. She looked positively elfin compared to Trace Adkins.<br /><br />So... Kim, Violet, and I went to Blimpy Burgers in Ann Arbor last night. To say the least, it was a pleasant experience. While it seems absurd to drive 25 minutes to get a burger, I am glad we did it. The University bought the building, and Blimpy Burgers will move on. I do hope it can survive the transition. I also find it depressing that the University is going to turn a sixty year cultural landmark into a parking lot.<br /><br />Oh, don't tell me they won't. The University is going to pave Blimpy Burgers, and put up a parking lot.<br /><br />I am a little late on my blog entry this morning because I tried to sleep with just an ibuprofen. That was a bad idea. Tomorrow night, I will take an I-800 and some acetaminophen. I do want to get away from the percocet. I can't wait until my ribs stop hurting. I look forward to running.<br /><br />Oh, yes... one last thing. I respect Stephen King as a writer. I just can't actively seek him out. I mean, one county over, a woman was beaten to death for the sin of taking her garbage to the curb. I don't need to read about fictional horror, yo.<br /><br />Thank you for reading, and if the fancy hits you, sound off in the comments.I'm Scooter, but I might be a troll.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15236323080277874167noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18779792.post-7945171101006723172012-12-10T05:49:00.001-05:002012-12-10T05:49:30.622-05:00Jean Hergott <div><p>She is my aunt. She invited me and my family to brunch yesterday.</p>
<p>So, I promised an interesting blog post today. Let's get to it. Kim and I were getting the house and girls ready for the regular routine on Sunday when we received a phone call. My aunt invited us to a Christmas brunch through E-mail but I had not checked my messages.</p>
<p>So, we carted everyone into the Honda and made our way to Zeeb and Dexter roads. The girls decorated Graham cracker houses, ate brunch and colored. Of course, that was just the warm up.</p>
<p>Santa arrived!  Each girl presented their list to Santa and took pictures with him. Sadie asked for a singing Justin Bieber and an ant farm. Violet asked for a train,  the letter K and a Spider man doll.</p>
<p>After that, my aunt provided goodie bags with large cereal bowls,  reindeer food, and too much candy. Now I am not just saying that. </p>
<p>Sadly, the children were fueled with naughty energy from the moment we came home. We had to take away their song, their book,  their dessert and more. Indeed, I can honestly say that their behavior was the worst in recent memory.</p>
<p>Finally,  when they were in bed, Kim and I were exasperated. I believe we were in agreement that candy in moderate amounts is the only way to go.</p>
<p>So that was my Sunday. </p>
</div>I'm Scooter, but I might be a troll.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15236323080277874167noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18779792.post-35135710009819356682012-12-09T09:37:00.002-05:002012-12-09T09:37:56.517-05:00Taryn AsherI think she would look better with shorter hair.<br />
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It's a Sunday and the Fox 2 News Crew is phoning it in today. I haven't seen this many production failures since my high school days when I was forced to endure them during assembly. Any way, I might talk to Kim about switching to channel 4 or 7. At the very least, we won't hear about a Detroit woman being beaten to death while taking her trash to the curb.<br /><br />Yes, folks. A woman in Detroit was beaten to death while taking her trash to the curb.<br /><br />Happy holidays.I'm Scooter, but I might be a troll.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15236323080277874167noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18779792.post-67230525521412629132012-12-08T08:23:00.000-05:002012-12-08T08:23:26.379-05:00Dick BrainerHe is being interviewed on TV about Farmer's Markets.<br />
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It's a busy Saturday morning for me. I will be out to a work meeting at nine AM, and then I will get my oil changed, and then I will work until six PM. So... this is a boring blog entry.<br />
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Except for the title.I'm Scooter, but I might be a troll.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15236323080277874167noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18779792.post-46708369120196034712012-12-07T09:27:00.000-05:002012-12-07T09:27:43.715-05:00Sinqua WallsHe portrayed Lancelot in ABC's "Once Upon A Time".<br />
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All right, so this just struck me. Almost everybody on Once Upon A Time is white. That's fine, it is mostly an amalgamation of European fairy tales, and most people looking for roles in Hollywood are white. What isn't fine... is what has happened to two black characters on the show. Lancelot saved Snow White and protected the survivors of the curse as best he could. He's killed by Cora off screen. Gus, or Billy after being cursed, was one of Cinderella's mice that helped her thwart her step sisters and step mother. He became Billy after being cursed, and was going to go on a date with Ruby. He was killed by Albert Spencer off screen in order to frame Ruby for the murder.<br /><br />Now, I don't care so much that the characters were murdered. It advanced the plot, whatever. It just so happens that two speaking roles portrayed by African Americans in a European American dominated show got murdered. Is Hollywood racist? Is Once Upon A Time racist? I don't know, but stuff like this bothers me.<br /><br />Sound off in the comments.I'm Scooter, but I might be a troll.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15236323080277874167noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18779792.post-69555565202587015022012-12-06T06:52:00.004-05:002012-12-06T06:52:58.418-05:00James MayHe is a member of the funniest auto commentators the world will likely know.<br />
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So... Kim is back home! Oh, I am so glad. We watched the winter finale of "Once Upon a Time", ate popcorn together, and kissed. It was grand. Of course, our bliss was short lived. The girls woke up at 4:30 Eastern Daylight Time this morning. Due to my injury, Kim took it upon herself to take care of them. She also gave me a percocet to get moving, which has allowed me to write this entry, and in a matter of minutes, send Violet off to school.<br /><br />Indeed, life does not stop. Kim will go shopping for much needed supplies once both girls are off, and I will attack the chores. No matter what, we must all keep going forward.<br /><br />I hope all of you can do the same.I'm Scooter, but I might be a troll.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15236323080277874167noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18779792.post-55045094285325389102012-12-05T06:36:00.001-05:002012-12-05T06:36:57.623-05:00Joel ZimmermanDeadmau5 is my favorite electronic music composer. Unfortunately for me, electronic music hurts Kim's brain, so I don't get to listen to him as much as I would like.<br />
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Kim is coming home today! This is glad news, as the girls have slowly been losing their minds without their mother, even with Skype. In any event, the village has pulled together thanks to Kim's conference and my ladder idiocy. I really must take this time to sincerely thank Angie, Rob, and Chris for driving long distances in order to help my sore carcass.<br /><br />Tomorrow, with Kim home, I expect to have something else to talk about other than back pain. Indeed, Kim and I can watch the latest episode of "Once Upon a Time" and exchange war stories.<br /><br />Oh, and if you get a chance, listen to Deadmau5.I'm Scooter, but I might be a troll.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15236323080277874167noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18779792.post-59282696727375311712012-12-04T07:16:00.002-05:002012-12-04T07:16:44.595-05:00Helen HuntI am torn between "Twister" and "As Good As It Gets", as far as my favorite movies of her.<br />
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So, my morning post. I do like that I have gotten into a rhythm as far as content creation. I don't know if any of my regular readers have noticed, but I am trying to go for a couple of paragraphs of thoughts in the morning, a discussion point on my Facebook page around noon Eastern Daylight Time, and a funny picture at five o'clock on Facebook.<br />
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It seems to be working out well. Of course, like last night, I sometimes post here more than once a day when the fancy strikes me. Now... I just need to figure out what kind of content creation I ought to focus on. Kim thinks I should focus on my spectrum experience... well, I suppose I can pass information about the spectrum in general along.<br /><br />For instance, Asperger's Syndrome is being retired on January 1, 2013 for the more general "Autism Spectrum Disorder". I think that's a little sad. Dr. Asperger's work will no longer hold distinction.<br /><br />So... does anyone have any opinions? I would love to hear them!I'm Scooter, but I might be a troll.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15236323080277874167noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18779792.post-77350117737898812442012-12-03T21:28:00.001-05:002012-12-03T21:28:33.532-05:00David P. HolveckHe is the CEO of Endo Pharmaceutical Holdings, manufacturers of Percocet.<br /><br />So, as I am relaxing in bed, allowing the oxycodone to have its way with me... I am suddenly struck with the fact that Giraffes that Americans know from zoos and nature shows are actually a subspecies known as reticulated giraffes. They are reticulated because their spots form a network about their bodies.<br /><br />When thinking about this, I am reminded of the other famous reticulated animal, the reticulated python.<br /><br />Then I imagined a cross between the two. It was terrifying.<br /><br />I really can't tell you how much I want to heal enough to not need to take the percocet any more. Because a pythongiraffe is frickin' demonic.I'm Scooter, but I might be a troll.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15236323080277874167noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18779792.post-7946270715096739372012-12-03T06:48:00.000-05:002012-12-03T06:48:34.709-05:00Dr. BrooksHe is my primary care physician.<br /><br />Today is an update on my physical condition. I fell off of a ladder yesterday morning, attempting to place a number of antique bottles on a high shelf. They are no longer antiques. The ensuing late morning, evening, and afternoon was endured through the aid of my family.<br /><br />Angie has come to help me send Violet and Sadie off to school. Once they are taken care of, I will go to the doctor, and I will let you know what happens next.<br /><br />Stay tuned, folks.I'm Scooter, but I might be a troll.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15236323080277874167noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18779792.post-65153983294557513772012-12-02T07:21:00.001-05:002012-12-02T07:21:39.313-05:00Miranda Lambert <div><p>She was the first celebrity that popped into my head. </p>
<p>Happy Sunday folks. This is going to be a short entry. I am going to spend this morning and afternoon helping my father put drywall on his garage ceiling. My father started building his garage ten years ago.</p>
<p>Suffice it to say, he is taking his time.</p>
<p>Does anyone have any projects going on with ludicrous time frames? Sound off in the comments! </p>
</div>I'm Scooter, but I might be a troll.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15236323080277874167noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18779792.post-39473037148974740952012-12-01T07:50:00.000-05:002012-12-01T07:50:11.306-05:00JewelViolet wakes Sadie up in the morning sometimes, and Sadie doesn't like it. She is currently listening to Jewel's rendition of Brahm's lullaby.<br /><br />So, last night I went to Ann Arbor's Kerry Town to experience "Kindlefest" with two friends. Kindlefest is an annual night time winter market event where vendors from around the area sell their wares. It is a German tradition, and there was Gluhwein, hot wine, Leuben cookies, and fairy doors. It was a very enjoyable evening.<br /><br />Kim is leaving for her conference this morning. I am going to miss her dearly. Luckily we have Skype. Sadie is not taking it so well. Violet will probably have a worse time when she realizes that mom has left. Poor Sadie has been gifted at an early age with insight. This causes problems for a person with not a great deal of sovereignty over her own life. So, suffice it to say, Sadie has had a bad couple of weeks leading up to the trip.<br /><br />In a couple of hours, I will drive my lady to the airport, and then drive directly to work. Kim's mother will watch the children. This evening will not be one of my favorites.<br /><br />Any way, I hope all of you are doing well.I'm Scooter, but I might be a troll.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15236323080277874167noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18779792.post-52402139416597288382012-11-30T07:44:00.001-05:002012-11-30T07:44:18.472-05:00Jessica StarrShe is a weather reporter on Fox 2 News. She enjoys wearing elegant clothing while talking about cold fronts. It's kind of nice.<br />
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Well, I am still on the quest for content, so I will just try to throw a bunch of simple facts together to create a couple of paragraphs. Here we go.<br />
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We placed a special clock that plays Christmas carols on the hour. To stop it from playing at all hours of the night, we were supposed to press a button on the back five times. That didn't work. So, I just took the song batteries out when we went to bed. I forgot one night... and now it doesn't play at all hours. Following the directions on a five dollar clock caused it to work in the opposite way we wanted, and forgetting about it made it work. Go figure...<br />
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Sadie fell down a hill and needed new tights at school. When I arrived, she asked me to bring her home. I told her I couldn't do that, because it was her job to be in school. I believe her teacher found that amusing, because she kept repeating it while I tried to scrape my distraught young lady off of my legs.<br /><br />Kim is leaving for a conference in Dallas tomorrow. I will have the girls by myself for five days. Skype will become very important in the near future.<br />
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Ok... so, that's it for content right now. I hope everyone has a good day, and please, feel free to comment on anything or nothing at all.I'm Scooter, but I might be a troll.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15236323080277874167noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18779792.post-87390711482951330502012-11-29T18:48:00.000-05:002012-11-29T18:48:06.554-05:00Mark ZuckerbergHe is not terrible.<br /><br />Well, if anyone has been reading this over the past few days, it would have become obvious that I am trying something new. Facebook created a service called "Pages" which allows people to link outside properties, like this blog, to their site. Over a year ago, I created a page for my house, and Kim and I have played with the page on and off.<br /><br />Well, I decided to do the same thing for this blog, but to actually be serious about it. What does "serious" mean, a hypothetical reader may ask. Well, Facebook requires a minimum of 30 "likes" before all of the tools associated with its page service unlock.<br /><br />I got my 30th "like" today. I get there with the help of Kim and my friends. It may seem silly, or trite, but I really do appreciate it.<br /><br />I just hope I can create content that will engage people and motivate myself. One foot in front of the other.I'm Scooter, but I might be a troll.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15236323080277874167noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18779792.post-71486106349530994932012-11-29T07:26:00.000-05:002012-11-29T07:26:25.911-05:00Billy WestThe man is an American Legend, and the entire sound of American animation would be decidedly hollow if it weren't for this man's work over the last 30 or so years.
So... we have Netflix in our home, right? Well, Netflix offers a "Kids Only" channel, which is meant to be easily navigable by children. Well, yesterday Violet found "Ren & Stimpy". I, a child of the 1980s and 1990s (I get to say that: I was born in 1980) fondly remember the show, so I put it on.
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Holy CRAP, guys. What the hell were parents thinking?! That show is TWISTED. I really, really want to disabuse Violet of the show, but that would be hypocritical. I am also pretty sure any attempts to discourage viewing will only encourage her. Does anybody have any ideas?I'm Scooter, but I might be a troll.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15236323080277874167noreply@blogger.com0