The Great Bowser Freakout
Bowser got his Frontline flea & tick medication today, a liquid that’s applied to the skin of his neck. He hates it and pulls a Curly from the Three Stooges for a half an hour afterwards. Observe:
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Zefrank is Handicap Accessible
My deaf and (legally) blind mother-in-law just linked me to zefrank. If that’s not crossover appeal I don’t know what is.
I emailed the guy to let him know. He responded insanely quickly. Nice guy, too.
Update
I’m going away for the weekend (again) to Walt Disney World (again). I’ll be back with another crap ton of pictures on Tuesday night, but seeing as I’m behind nearly a week already, I’ll have to kick it into high gear in order to share all the stories and pictures I want to.
I’m still intending to write something about all the media I consume. I’ve already written up a lengthy review of United 93 that is turning out to be more an exploration of my wife’s psyche than the movie itself. I’m limiting the media reviews to Movies, Books and TV/TV DVDs of particular note. I listen to a lot of music but I haven’t bought anything new in quite a while. Any attempt to review music would, I’m sure, make for a paltry selection by year’s end.
I’ve changed the theme (again), this time to a 3-column format. I’m not particularly enamored with this theme, but it was the best-looking 3-column theme I found on short notice. I like the idea of more coherent sidebars and I’ve been looking for a way to get that movie review box more visible without the rest of the layout suffering. Another reason for the move was the tendency for the old theme to squish the photos I posted and, since nearly all of my posts include one or more photos, it was time to rectify that problem.
I’ll see you (and by you I mean no one) back here Wednesday, hopefully with a ton more content.
February 03, 2007 5:08 PM - Sans Tenzing Norgay
Where I Am: Animal Kingdom, outside Expedition Everest
What I’m Doing: Trying out the new toothy smile
Lisa had decided that this trip I should try a toothy grin instead of my usual smile, which consists of a halfhearted attempt to lift the corners of my mouth. I’m not sure of how happy I am with the results.
The odd thing is that not once did I feel natural smiling and showing my teeth, yet in some of the photos it appears to be natural (although I wouldn’t make that argument for the above picture).
February 02, 2007 10:39 PM - Get Me Rex Kramer!
Where I Am: At the Orlando International Airport, on the Escalator
What I’m Doing: Making my way down to the bottom of Terminal B where Magical Express awaits
We took our first weekend getaway to Walt Disney World this weekend and it’s a satisfying style of vacationing that we’re moving towards after our month-long sojourn last year. Well, we’re still going to Europe for three weeks this summer, but after that we’ll be tending toward more frequent, shorter vacations as opposed to the one big event vacation per year. My job enables me to get away a lot more often than Lisa’s does and she’s jealous that I vacation a lot more than she does. I’ll still be able to make a few trips that she won’t be able to, but she won’t feel as left out if we’re heading out on vacation a lot more often.
There’s been a new mark on my upper right cheek that’s appeared in the most recent pictures. It’s not a pimple. It’s what Lisa refers to as my “new freckle” and has expressed on numerous occasions, so many that it may be the only thing she’s said to me since it appeared, that she hates it with every fiber of her being. What’s in the picture is the scarred remains of the new freckle after I, in a misguided attempt to please my wife, scratched it off. I must have convinced myself that it was some prosthetic that had been applied to my face by some mischievous night-time makeup bandit, because I was genuinely surprised when, like any part of your person you try to remove by clawing off, it bled and clotted and became all that more noticeable.
It’s since returned to its normal state and is more of a blemish than a freckle now. Lisa hasn’t complained since, probably because it’s not as bad as the protruding scab pictured above.
If you’re interested in the Disney trip itself, there’s separate posts for the trip reports.
Reviews
I’m going to make an effort to write at least something about most of the media I consume this year. This is part of an ongoing effort to overburden myself with enough small projects that I won’t see any of them to completion. If I do, however, it will result in a nice little recap of my year.
Why I Hate Best Buy
Unless this is a diabolical plan to take over the world by price gouging, I cannot imagine this being in any way justified. The same product is sold for $30.49 on Amazon. No, it’s not Volumes 1 & 2 (look, right there) and still, that’s being sold for $50.47 on Amazon.
January 28, 2007 4:53 PM - I Go Walking Long Before Midnight
Where I Am: In my condo complex
What I’m doing: Yet again walking from the dumpster to my car
This was my day.
Unfortunately, we were leaving the house to pick up Lisa’s car, which was left at my parents’ house when she was too tired to drive Friday night.
We had just watched The Descent, which was scary enough that we briefly considered sleeping with the television on to ward off any subterranean nightmares that may have taken up residence in our closet.
We finished the first season of The Wire the night before on the assumption that it was too late to watch The Descent as it would be too loud. This proved to be right for, although the scary scenes were not complimented by the horror movie standard of LOUD AND SUDDEN VIOLIN SCREECHES, the action was accompanied by LOUD SUSPENSE-INCITING MUSIC. Also, lots of screaming. It was good enough that I’d recommend it to anyone looking for a really good horror movie that’s just a good time and not much else.
The first season of The Wire was so good that we immediately bought the second as soon as we finished. I’m actively avoiding any details of the series except for the fact that the Amazon reviews say the second season is better than the first.
The Pee Parade
Since my mother’s surgery was successful and she was feeling fine, we decided it was fine to return to mocking her mercilessly but with the added twist of going after her dignity. It was noticed that the bag of urine connected to my mother was filled to the brim and the reserve bag was attached to that one was on its way there. My brother asked if my mother’s liquid diet was responsible for Lake Liz. I pointed out that the bag was marked Property of Yonkers Raceway. Good times were had by all.In a final blow to her self-respect, I documented her march down the hallway to stretch her legs. Since she had surgery, there were things to lug along with her down the hall, including her big bag of pee.
Here’s the pee parade:
I only wish I could sit on this last photo for years only to remind Lisa of the time she posed happily with my mom’s bag of pee.
