I won’t be posting until after I get home from Mission tomorrow; it’s time for the festival out there with my current and previous coworkers, including no fewer than two bosses, and which involves stringed instruments, alcohol and the World’s Best Campfireâ„¢. Continue reading Off to Mission.
Category: Things with Motors
gacked from Lady Miss B
Okay, whaddaya do before the last teardrop falls?
She has the best stuff on her camera.
Up next, my walk to work. But I’m not postin’ it today, I’m feeling lazy.
assorted pix
Ever wonder what a ferry stateroom looks like?
Dr Filk Presents: The Music of Willie P Bennett!
This sign at the James Bay Cafe amused me.
Saturday roundup
The fourth building block of circuitry built and tested.
Chipper sent that link.
Defining atheism – harder than it sounds.
Stuffed bats. And other plush toys. From one of my LJ buddies.
Sleepy bear. Sorry about the commercial first. And the Nepalese demonstrators getting truncheoned afterwards.
How mad was this guy? Mad enough to buy his adversary’s company’s name as a domain name and post a lot of really angry, and quite justified, comments. For anyone who’s ever been screwed in a used car transaction……
I have conquered an ongoing, crazy-making, recurring low grade bacterial issue with a simple household substance. Given that it’s been bugging me for 18 months and I got rid of it in 48 hours, I am REALLY HAPPY. No, I’m not going to provide details, but believe me, you would be happy too.
Daughter Katie made a date with me to see the next Narnia film when it comes out.
Paul and Keith here last night. Paul dropped off Ginger Chicken (which is funny, because I was talking about it at the lunch table yesterday) and we all watched The Name of The Rose which we quite enjoyed. They went home after the movie around ten.
Raining buckets…. Eddie woke me up at 5 yowling on the back deck.
My back really hurts. I want to go walking someplace today, but see previous paragraph re rain.
Today I have to go get a new bank card, and do some other boring bank stuff, put away laundry, try to find my tax stuff, shove some things into boxes for the storage locker, restring my guitar, itsy bitsy oddsy sodsy stuff.
From the aptly titled OMGVIDS site
Aborted landing from Hamburg, from a few months back.
Man, I am so glad I wasn’t on that plane.
The prettiest ship – out on the line
Spooky video of quadruped robot
This robot moves a bit like a newborn giraffe. Watch as someone tries to knock it over, then watch it almost fall over while walking on ice. It almost looks like two deformed humans carrying a boat.
Busy day
I HOPE I didn’t catch what Tammy had. She was not exactly deathly ill while she was here, nor was she knocked much out of her usual cheerful demeanour, but man, she was sick, and I am really glad I could put her up where she’d get some TLC. I got the car around 9 and drove her to the airport. We had an extremely long and involved conversation on the way out there – and Tom L. tried to run me off the road in HIS Prius, which was amusing after I stopped cursing at this bozo who couldn’t stay in his lane.
I dealt with the flat (total props to Joe at the Shell at Main and King Eddy) and then thought f*ck it, I’ll call ScaryClown and ask him what he’s up to, seeing as how he lives about ten blocks from where the tire got fixed. He was sitting with Tyson and Luke, two buddies of his, in the Starbucks at Main and 14th, and then we had a late brekky at the breakfast joint on the south side of the intersection. His buddies (whom I have heard MUCH about, mostly positive and somewhat in relation to alcohol consumption, life threatening illnesses and mischief making) were funny and sweet and entertaining and it was a remarkably successful lunch given I’d never met them before. ScaryClown had of course said much about ME, which gave me pause, but it must have been mostly positive because they seemed disposed to like me.
Got a call from Kopper saying that I need to do something political soon, and I agreed, smiling at the notion that given what an absurd bunch of clowns we have on council in Burnaby anyway, why not have a comedian run for office? So I will be supporting same. Updates as events warrant.
Then I paid the March rent for the new place, crossed the alley and tried my front door key for the first time, and in a burst of energy, unpacked the kitchen so that when Jeff gets there in about three hours there will be one room of the house (besides the bathroom) that isn’t a complete disaster. Then I called him and gave him an update.
Sigh. Unpacking is way more fun than packing. I have now reassessed how much room will be in the new place and I will be storing every stick of furniture I have except my bed and dresser. I literally won’t have room for anything else. Oh, and I must have been taking colour blindness pills when I looked at the kitchen. The kitchen is red white and green. Yup, I have a red (REDDDDD!!!! RED RED RED counters) and white (trim and cupboards) and SLIME GREEN (remember slime green???) kitchen. The slime green is going to get buried under eggshell white as soon as I have the paint, the energy and the buy in from brother dearest.
Tammy was all upset on my behalf that Jeff is getting the lion’s share of room for stuff, but I think we’ll both be reassessing things after we’re in, and his furniture’s way nicer than mine anyway.
I am SO excited. My life is about to drastically improve, and I’m already thinking of ways I can improve the shining hour during my commute.
Waiting
Boy, it didn’t take long for my mood to change to something more sombre! I waited at the airport until 10 after 10, and Tammy phoned to say she was stuck in SF. She sounded like she’d been through the old wringer washer. The plane she was booked on ‘went mechanical’ as they say. On a whim I phoned Paul and found out he was almost done work and hadn’t brought the car, so I bought a magazine and sat in the parking lot and drove him home. I poked my head in to say hey to Keith – who just got 40 out of 40 on a practical test, how a mother’s heart sings – found out that somebody had phoned in a ‘creditable threat’ whatevah the hell that means to David Lam campus so he had no school today – and got home around midnight.
Tammy offered to pay for the CAN car booking, I couldn’t believe it. After what she’d been through my troubles seemed pretty minor.
The only thing wrong with this video… and other random posts all sfw
Is that it isn’t mashed up with Thomas Dolby’s Wind Power.
(spectacular failure under load of a commercial wind turbine in Denmark).
An old post from boingboing, reminiscent in many ways of a Monty Python sketch.
A copyright picture of an F-16 intake vortex. Hath coolness!
Buffy’s going to Paleyfest???? ho lee chow!
wOOt, real time satellite tracking!
Ooh, slashfic. Where was I again? Actually, this is fanfic, but you get the point. For those of us who love SF and don’t understand slash, it’s where you rewrite the stories so all the right, or all the wrong, people actually have sex. Throw in some Buffy, Pirates of the Caribbean and Terminator, and … well, it’s a bad idea, but everybody’s doing it, including me (Jayne and Zoe??????). The difference between me and all the other slashficcers is that I DON’T PUBLISH IT, and you thank his noodly appendage for that. Ooh, an all cast photo….
Physics continues to operate for this unfortunate pole vaulter.
I’m up, might as well drink coffee.
Is it the world’s cutest lizard? It’s plenty cute!
Some guy did a cartoon of this, and next thing you know, the power of the internet made it so.
If you got this far, go look at some Mitch Hedberg on youtube. I just want you to understand that I think he is one of the sexiest men who ever lived. Yes, I am sick. That haircut! All the guys in my high school had that haircut! Heart Heart.
Look what I found on a contemporary feminism site!
Happy Valentines Day, Canada – Harper rams one past us YET AGAIN.
Now I’m really mad. I have to write a letter to somebody.
Sundry & Various
Obama vs Clinton…. detailed legislative lists. I was more interested in the emotional content, but that’s just me.
Best sellers in Canada this week. John Grisham continues his stranglehold on the reading public.
I think this stuffed bear thing has gone TOO FAR Not safe for prudes
I’m doing my best to work this pic into a story, but I’m drawing a blank so far. All ages pic.
Funny story about what dogs will do to get attention… and food. Language.
Took me a second to figure out what was going on here. Then I burst out laughing. All ages pic.
The Old Testament in Lego. Not safe for prudes.
Ho lee crap. All ages.
Father’s Day is coming! language.
Probably fake, but still very funny. Passport application letter. Language.
It’s raining. A crow just flew past my window. I have to buy printer ink today. I’d like to call Keith but it’s too early still. And my thoughts are just bouncing around gently.
I think I’ll make a big list of things to do this weekend… I have no commitments, and that feels good.
Gasping for breath
As my next to last act before I take off, here is “the Horror of Blimps” (link removed for safety) courtesy of the Straight Dope Message Board. I’m still wiping my eyes and nose after reading it.
Scaled Composites does it again.
Space Ship II going for a ride with White Knight II.
but what if the stick shift ended up in the back of his head?
Funny video about an unorthodox method of getting into your car.
Martin Mars
Who could resist reposting this picture of the Martin Mars here in Vancouver (which I once saw from a great distance, and which is a favourite of Paul’s and in fact we had a huge fight about getting closer to it because I was terrified of missing the ferry). Copyright CTVglobemedia, pic forwarded from Chipper.
