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Category: random thoughts
Turtle Boy
Seven things I am happy about today:
- When I woke up this morning, my wife was spooning me.
- I refilled my birdfeeder, which hangs just outside my window, and my backyard is filled with birds.
- One of the birds, a cute little finch, has been hopping from the birdfeeder to the window ledge, and looking in at me all day long.
- My cat, Biko, keeps hopping up on the couch, and staring at the bird, who doesn’t fly away!
- I installed a new microphone, and recorded some cool dialogue for the newest installment of Farkman!
- I’m this close to finishing up the last installment of SpongeBob Vega$ Pants.
- When I came home from work late Thursday night, Nolan was obviously happy to see me, and he kept climbing up onto my back, following me around the house, talking to me about all the things he did during the day, and telling me that he loves me.
And, a Thought for Today:
“Peace starts within each one of us. When we have inner peace, we can be at peace with those around us.”
File under: Candy, tastes like.
Apparently, my poop tastes like candy.
Lots of people emailed me this link, because they authors used my picture in their advert, and I gotta admit, it’s pretty damn funny.
And I love that the ad goes: Britney, Gillian Anderson, and me.
That’s right, baby! Somewhere, somehow, someone thinks that I rate with the two hotties.
Speaking of Hotties, FARK has this post about voting for the 100 Sexiest Women of the Year at FHM magazine. I don’t know how it happened, but take a look at the bottom right corner of their graphic.
WORD.
And thank you to everyone who commented on the last post. I read the whole thing when I got up this morning, and the perspective I’ve gained through your thoughtful remarks is very comforting.
O, Canada!
What can I say? Canada earned it.
Team USA’s third period effort looked like the LA Kings, circa 1986.
Canada wanted it more badly, and they played much harder.
Seriously, they played some of the best hockey I have ever seen.
Congratulations, oh Great White North Ones!
O Canada!
Our home and native land!
True patriot love in all thy sons command.
With glowing hearts we see thee rise,
The True North strong and free!
From far and wide,
O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.
God keep our land glorious and free!
O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.
O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.
Francais:
Attention, Canada!
On behalf of all American hockey fans, I would like to officially begin the shit-talking:
Dear Canada,
Today, we are going to kick your ass.
Oh, sure, the score, and the game, will undoubtedly be close, but we will be handing you your toque-wearing, back-bacon-eating, gold-medal-not-getting asses to you.
You may have invented the sport, and for that we will always be grateful, but it would seem that, in the last 50 years, you’ve passed the torch to…well, anyone else who would take it, really.
We’ll happily take it from here.
Hey, don’t feel too bad. You’ve still got all our film work, and Curling. Nobody can take that away from you.
Sincerely,
Wil