Thanks to all the buddies that keep all the good music coming

So it doesn't happen very often that you get turned on to a new thing that makes you think...how did I get along not knowing about this before. Its like the scenerio where you wake up from a dream and think, ahhh now it makes sence I was just dreaming...then you wake up and realize that you were just dreaming about waking up from a dream but now it seems much clearer. I liken that to times in my life when amazing new things were brought to my attention.

Ok so that made sence when I started typing it, now Im not so sure, just stay with me here.

Well this buddy of mine has succeeded in doing just that. It's a guy named Andrew Bird that makes pretty darn fantastic music. Birds, not my buddy. The buddy is the buddy behind the buddy link. Andrew Bird is the music guy the buddy told me about. I wish there was a way that I could link a video onto this but I guess I'll just have to direct you there. This is about as close as I can get. Now you have to just click on the link on his page that brings up the video for [“A Nervous Tic Motion Of The Head To The Left” live video / Nashville - November 22, 2005]


I cant get the "bold" to stop. But this is the video that really did it for me. See if it works for you.

Don't mind me if I keep this short but I am off to the record store to do a little shopping.

Well, I've just been informed that I must first go see a movie about some dogs that do some things in the snow...then the record store!

Practice for Mom type people.

This is for the benefit of any rookie blog watchers. Or as some people like to refer to them...Gorps. I actually like Gorp better, I think I will refer to this as my Gorp from now on. Now, I know that I myself have only been "gorping" for a little while but I think that since I actually write in one that gives me a free pass beyond the "rookie" status.

For the rest of you I thought that I would create a fun little tutorial game.

Becoming a level 3 Gorper

One of the most important things to know is how to use a link. Any time you see a word in the text that is a different color you should click on it. It will bring you someplace far far away. This may seem a little intimidating...just clickin a button and blam-o youre in another country.

Did you catch that one? Did you find your way back here? That's the real question...If not we will truly miss you, if you're back successfully from your trip abroad the congratulations and you are now officially a level 2 Druid and may continue.
(just seein if you're still awake, and NO that's not me)

Ok, part 2:
This is one is a little tricky so pay attention. Click HERE.

No no no you missed it...click HERE instead.

Ok one more chance, carefully position the mouse and click HERE!


Alright, I see that one is a little too complex for a level 2 Druid so you should go practice your penguin batting and come back once you reach 250 feet. Then you will have advanced to level 3.


Did you make it 250 feet? Nice.

Welcome to Level 3

I really don't know what it means to be level 3? Except that you know what the color blue looks like and you can work a mouse. And, I'm still level 2 so I can't really help you much beyond that. I guess I just really like the brown robes.

For your benefit

So I went on a reconnaissance mission of sorts today for all of your benefit. It was in the guise of a family birthday gathering as not to raise suspicion amongst the employees. Some of you may recognize the location?



After I got home I decided to do a little further research just to calm any nagging feelings I had while I was there. Interestingly enough, this is the first story I came across. Granted it's a few years old but considering it's location I am still a little concerned.


Then there was the sign. Now if you look closely you will see that there are only 5 letters illuminated. Those 5 letters unscrambled spell "Earl N". I have come to the conclusion that this is some secret code that I have yet to crack. I will find out who this Earl N is and when I do, rest assured...I will tell you.

one possibility: --> Earl N

More likely: -->This Earl N<--

Notice the last name on the second Earl...Covert. A coincidence? I was on a covert operation and the golden corral coorporation was on to me and wanted to let me know...They were watching!

The Sand Game

So I was introduced to this game yesterday and I feel I must share it with you. The game was shown to me by the second pirate from the left.



Its very addictive, fun, and quite a little challenge. I'm sure I haven't quite figured out how to win yet...but I will. Those little Japanese Pirates are crafty.

The Sand Game


I thank you second pirate from the left.

The Machine

So I was going through a stack of old pictures today and came across this rare photo of "The Machine". The first picture is right before the first ever attempt to work the machine. There were quite a few pictures taken after its starter electrode was engaged for the first time but the sight was so brilliant and bright that unfortunately none of the pictures ever developed. Tragically, a passing grackle was apparently so hypnotized by the machine while it was turned on that it flew directly into the center of it, breaking it into several pieces. For years after this day, Czahr devoted his life to reassembling the machine to show the rest of the world its abilities. He was never able to duplicate the same result. For the three of us that were there that day though, we will never look at the world around us the same way again.





Here's a closer look if you're curious.

Ever So Late Valentines Update

So here's a little Valentines Day tradition for you. Cheesy? Yes...but it is pizza after all. I believe that's the way it's supposed to be. And of coarse, oh so tasty!

A little remodeling

So here's something else fun we got to do at work last week. In preparations for the installation of the new park we have been demolishing a few old abandoned buildings on the property. Now this doesn't mean that the park will be built any time soon, just getting things ready. And removing any potential "fun" places for delinquents to hang out. The actual date (and I use that word loosly) for the begining of construction has been set for 2010. But that doesn't mean that we can't have a little fun in the mean time.

There are a few barns next on the agenda so hopefully I can get some action shots of those.

One for the Lady

So I noticed something peculiar about my little page here the other day. I don't have any pretty ladies on it. That always makes for a good website when you have pretty ladies on it. So I would like to present to you all a montage of sorts filled with pretty ladies.

This is one very pretty lady that I know. I saw her at the bowling alley one day. I think she was telling me how many strikes she got...or maybe it was how many pins she knocked down???


This is a cat that's been following me around for about ten years. She seems to like hangin out with me so I guess it's cool. I call her Gwen.


This is a dog that lives with me and the bowling lady. Her name is Lucy. I say that like she told me what her name was or something. She kind of looks like she is about to talk in this picture so...maybe she does? I'm not one to discourage interesting behavior.


I'm not sure if this is even a lady...but she sure is pretty isn't she?...ummm he?




That's all for the Pretty Ladies post. Now I'm going to spend the weekend hangin out with all those pretty ladies...well not the toad, she's burried in the mud in the flower bed right now. Well, it's snowin all crazy like outside right now so I'm gonna probably have to go plow some snow in the park now...Why can't it ever freakin snow at 8:00 Monday morning. It's always gotta be on the weekend so I have to go in and work.
Damn you Snow God!!!
*Shakes fist in snow gods general direction*

Ok I did it

I figured out the link thing so there you go.

Piss n moan

I can't figure out how to make links on my sidebar and it's pissin me off

Lost!

First of all I had to share this picture I found with everyone. I was showing my coworker pictures of an old park I used to work at and I came across a picture of a house I used to live in. Neat little treasure to stumble across on the net. And no it's not the brick one, the smaller one in the background. Still was a neat house though. My landlord lived in the brick house.








So I was in the middle of my morning ritual this morning, stopping in at Dee's Mini Mart(the only place in Edgerton that sells Anything) and I came across something that I would suspect you would only see in a place like Edgerton. With my newspaper under my arm(I know I said I was going to stop reading it but I cant help myself) I was walking out the door and happened to glance over at the Flier board that they have near the exit. Now normally there are your normal "Babysitter for hire" fliers with phone numbers written on the bottom that you can tear off. Then there might be a picture of an old fishing boat with no motor for sale. Perhaps even a note to the public offering split firewood. But today I saw something I had never seen before...
The title read simply enough...."Lost". And under the title was a black and white photo copied picture of a young cow! And a hand written(not very legibly) phone number as well as...oddly enough a year 2003 was also written on the page. I thought for a second, is this when it was lost? Or is this the model year? Probably the model year.

LOST: 2003 heffer, bovine patterned, leather exterior, fuel efficient, fully organic...cow

Or: '03 heffer
BoPat, Leth ex.
Eco, Org.

As you might see it in the classifieds.

The least they could have done was give it a name or something. How are you going to know if you stumble across the right cow walkin down the road if you can see if it answers to a particular name??? Like Reggie or something.

Puzzling Puzzle puzzles me more than politics...puzzling.

Sorry, no pictures of the goosin yet.

I've decided this morning that I need to cut back on my news paper reading. At least for another year or so(if things change this November). I've decided this because I realized as I was reading the news about the latest budget that was proposed by the Bush. It's been a really long time since I have read ANY good news about what the government of this country is doing to make things "better". Don't worry, I'm not about to go on a rant about politics or anything. I already had that discussion with my brain this morning. It was stimulating don't get me wrong but it's just the same ol rant we've all hered a million times before. It just hit me that I think I've started to become numb to the bad news.

"They're cutting the national parks budget by how many billions?"
"Cutting Education??? How many kids is that going to leave behind?"
"Shutting down a program to research new fuel technologies? But I thought you said..."
"...Hey look, the Sudoku puzzle is 4 stars today. Let's see, 1, 5..no...4...no, hmmm"

That was just a sampling of my inner conversation this morning. It's only slightly troubling when a the latest number puzzle is more thought provoking that billions of dollars of budget cut.

The goose banger works

Just a little update, the banger works...and it's fun. Maybe I can take some pictures of us on a gooser round up. I'll work on that.

But for now, I must go scare some geese.

Electric football disco

I believe I have found it.

My alter ego of the toy world.

With a post off of a friend’s site as inspiration I went on the hunt for my own counterpart. The ease with which I found him is precisely what makes me truly believe that he is the one. I looked into his eyes and he said to me "I feel ...as if...I know you, oh kindred spirit of the non internet world".

Alright, that's enough of that. Two things are on my mind this morning. You might think...superbowl? Well, you'd be close. Chili and Electric football. First, I have to make a batch of vegi chili for a superbowl type party today in lawrence. Now the heart of this recipie was taught to me by a mystical chef of the northern land. I hope that I can take what I have learned and do justice to all that is chili. We shall se how that goes.

The second thing that I have on the brain is something I saw on the tube this morning,

Electric Football.

Those of you of the pre videogame era are probably much more familiar with this than me. To me, this game falls in the area of "odd childhood memories", like the one of my uncle wearing a wierd hat with a feather in it standing next to a pole in our basement. I had to be about 2 or 3 years old and I have no idea why I remember this but it's quiet vivid. That might help you understand why this game struck me as so fascinating. Like going back in time to the day my uncle put on that hat, playing electric football would be almost as fun/exciting/weird...well, not quite as weird I guess, but still fun. At least until I saw how much these stinkin things cost. Christ sake.

So much for my dream of starting up a local Electric Football league.

Well, maybe someday.

Something I stole from someone who stole it.

I stole this from someone else. But it's funny as hell.


http://www.x-entertainment.com/articles/0887/

I'll scare me up a good goose I tell you what.

So I went to check my mailbox today and to my wonderful surprise the new toy I ordered has arrived. You see, the park I work in has a rather well manicured front lawn that has quite a few man hours of love and tender care devoted to it. The bad thing is, the public and I are not the only ones that have noticed this. Being that our lawn sits right next to a tranquil little pond, for one reason or another the Canadian geese have also taken a liking to it. They spend their days casually grazing away on our once beautiful turf, and leaving lots of lovely little piles of "all natural" shoe polish behind. As you can imagine this has become quite a problem for this park employee , and I refuse to stand by and do nothing...

So I'm going to shoot explosives at them.

Ok ok, nothing that's going to hurt them. Just something that's going to scare the poop out of them as they fly AWAY and hopefully decide that it is not in their best interest to build a nest here. This is what I ordered---> http://www.reedjoseph.com/pyrotechnic_launchers.htm

The launcher is a lot smaller than I would have liked. It has a sort of cap gun feel to it, and it is VERY orange. I guess I wont be holding up any banks with it then.

I wish I had one of these things when I lived up in Alex. Jason might remember one evening that we did a little goose scaring of our own. Only all we had to use was a few flashlights...they worked remarkably well I might say but we were also bangin on the side of the boat with the oars. It did catch them off guard though. I guess a goose doesn't really consider a couple of dumb high school kids and their idea of fun when they choose a spot to sleep for the night.

Ok, I'm going to go make things go boom. I'll let you know how it went.

Watch out fur them Hy-breeds.

So there's been a lot of talk lately about these Hybrids runnin around all crazy like. Personally I don't have too much of a problem with them. They keep to themselves and I do the same. Sure I understand that in Kansas there is much more room to roam so that isn't such a hard thing to accomplish. Perhaps in the big city, DC for example, it's a little more of an issue. I can't really speak for what another person might be going through but there is a chance that maybe George had a bad experience once. You know how it is, you go into a bar for a drink and sit down on a stool and the guy with a fin sitting next to you is drinkin a cosmopolitan! After he gives you a wink you realize that you may have strayed a little too far from home.

Me, I'm just not a Martini fan.

But this brings up an interesting point. Bush wants to outlaw hybrids AND gay marriage so why not just kill two queer Manaphants with one stone. A Constitutional amendment banning both. We'll just call it the 82 nd amendment for now. That leaves us lots of room to add stuff in the middle...like, the 68th amendment: If you can't say it, you can't BE it. ...Mr. Presidentury.

Pictures are always fun to look at.

And here's a fence I accidently burnt down.

Here's a photo of the time I lit the prairie on fire.

Always keep your Jug handy in Kansas

What is this here thing?

I have words.