shawnp0wers This may explain a few things about me. Meet my Mom. I get my silly honest. Here we are being normal. For us. 😀
If you can’t dance with your Mom, just stop in and visit mine. She’ll probably dance with you, if you’re brave enough! (PS: My Mom is awesome)
This one may not seem particularly silly, and until I did it, I didn’t think it was silly either. We were in a parade today, celebrating Independence Day, and advertising for Vacation Bible School next week. That part isn’t silly. In fact, here’s our float:
Lovely, no? Yes, well the silly part is that I thought it would be a good idea to walk our dog in the parade. Unfortunately, I forgot our dog Zoey is afraid of busy places. In fact, even walking down the street, when a car passes, she freaks out. Well, silly me took her in a parade with hundreds of people, horses, music, fire trucks, fireworks, etc, etc. I will have leash burn for days.
I think perhaps I confused my meme, and today I did “Do Something Stupid Day 4.” 🙂
It’s the holiday weekend, so I say it’s time to get CRAZY. I know I did. I went out and BROKE THE RULES, BABY!
This silly thing may be too dangerous for some of you, but for those daring enough to follow in my freakishly rebellious shoes — feel free. I gotta go, I think I hear the cops…
It’s easier to do this with kids. As we age, our creamer stacking creativity declines. Thankfully, so does the desire to do creamershots. 🙂
Bonus points for using all the condiments and table accoutrements.
I don’t really have anything against dollar bills. I don’t. They fit in your wallet well, they are great for tipping, and they smell pretty cool. (That’s actually cool of all denominations, not just singles. Hey don’t judge me, marker sniffer.)
Apart from that, they are a waste. As it turns out, paper currency costs a lot of money. Har har har. Seriously though, using coin dollars would purportedly save $5.5 billion dollars over the next 30 years. This is due to a few reasons:
You probably figured out one of the big reasons the government might hesitate switching over. The first 4 years of the switchover will actually cost money instead of saving money. Politicians need to be reelected, and losing money in the short term doesn’t really garner that many votes. (As a whole, people are fairly short sighted)
So here’s my plan: We need to get the support of the extreme (ahem, crazy) conservative Americans. We just need to stress a few things about paper dollars, and they’ll be burned at the metaphorical stake:
I think my plan is a good one. The only possible problem I see is that a dollar coin in a wallet looks like a condom. We’ll have to work on that one… 😉
The truth of the matter is that I love my Flowbee. The folks at Linux Journal got it for me as a pseudo gag gift last year for my birthday. The joke, as they say, is on them. 🙂
For some reason people want to see video proof of Flo’s suckitude. Here’s the latest cut…
I’ll let the girls speak for themselves. If you’d like to donate, the link is below the video. 🙂
For more information on the 30 Hour Famine, visit their website.
How does this keep happening to me?!?!?? OK, don’t answer that.
Tonight is Wednesday, which means youth group at church. It’s 8:30, and we just got home. BUT, I have a video and possibly an article due for the Linux Journal website, must pack for Penguicon, must send refined interview questions to Gareth Greenaway for an article due Monday, and prepare (2) talks I’m giving this weekend.
And I need to do all that tonight!
Dear Future Shawn: Learn to say no. Really. You’ll thank me. 🙂
This was Phoebe when we adopted her 10 months ago:
Unfortunately, after 10 months of effort, she hasn’t gotten any better at housebreaking. In fact, we’ve remodeled our kitchen to keep the dogs away from the carpet, because regardless of our efforts, Phoebe poops and pees everywhere.
If you’re thinking we’re just silly, naive humans — please understand Donna and me have had dogs our whole lives. We have housebroken countless dogs, some more difficult than others, and always been able to teach them. Even Tux, our silky terrier eventually housebroke, and showed some progress from the first time we started to teach him.
Not so much with Phoebe.
I could explain in length how we’ve tried to help her thus far, but it’s the sort of things you’d expect. Crate training, puppy pads, diapers, constantly going outside, etc, etc, etc. NOTHING makes a difference. She messes in crates, rolls in it, and will often wait until she comes inside to poop. It’s quite frustrating. So instead of giving up, we contacted a specialist.
For 2 weeks, we are going to keep Phoebe on a leash 24 hours a day, and when we’re home, she will be walked indoors and out on a leash. This way, we catch her if (when, sigh) she goes in the house. It also means we notice when she goes outside, and we can give her VERY tasty treats. This ain’t no Milkbone thing, we’re talking prime cuts of hotdog. (Hey, she’s a dog, hot dogs are primo!)
Phoebe also needs to have a full panel of blood tests to check for sicknesses, and she’s going to start on Prozac. (seriously!) The hope is that her nervousness and anxiety will lessen, and she’ll be able to think long enough to understand the rewards for “going” outside.
Wish us luck, please. Ever since we’ve been in the new house, the dogs have been stuck in the kitchen behind the gate I built:
We’d like to let them join the family!