Argh. In my post from Friday, I linked to an article at Delaware Online that I believed was recent, and it turns out to be from several years ago. The bed and breakfast mentioned there-in is actually up the street from me, and my father told me that it went out of business several years ago. A big thanks to the News Journal and DelawareOnline.com, which instead of actually dating each article, just print today’s date at the top, so you have no way of knowing if the article is from yesterday or from 1997. (Add this to the reasons that I don’t bother getting the News Journal delivered to my home.)
Here’s a nice story about the emerging awesomeness of my new ‘hood:
A growing group of residents and business owners – new and old – wants to uncover Claymont’s built-in beauty, revive its flagging spirit and improve its sagging property values.
The goal is daunting, but the coalition has not recoiled from the fact that its community needs a lot of work – inside and out.
“If you can’t handle honesty, you can’t live in Claymont,” said Ellie Kwick, who has lived there all of her 63 years.
It’s the most craziest tiiiiiiime of the yeeeeeear! Also: It’s gettin’, it’s gettin’, it’s gettin’ kinda hectic. We’re trying to take the kids to as much cool holiday stuff as possible, so Saturday we dragged both urchins and both of Sarah’s parents to the Auburn Heights Preserve, which I honestly had never even heard of despite living in Delaware for 30 years. They have 1/8-scale steam-powered trains to sit on and ride around (they are not what I would describe as “Pullman-car comfortable,” but still fun), and what is probably the largest collection of steam-powered Stanley automobiles around. Did I take pictures? You bet your sweet patoot.
I hope you had a great Thanksgiving. Mine was fraught with obesity! I ate so much that I did not have to eat again for roughly 14 hours. (Given that I’m usually rustling through the pantry every 30 minutes, that’s a major accomplishment.) Note that I said I didn’t have to. That didn’t stop me from doing so: there was pie, you see. I had four pieces!
In the interests of goodness and kindness in this holiday season, I want to share with you a blogpost that every American should have to read. It is entitled: People Who Back Into Parking Spaces Can Kiss My Ass. And every word of it is true. Please retweet, or whatever.
I’ve had my copy of John Mayer’s new album, “Battle Studies,” for a week now, so I thought I’d share my thoughts. First, a little disclosure: I love John Mayer, and would probably be willing to modify my personal anatomy if he asked me to be the bearer of his golden children. Also, I’m not a professional critic, I just like music. Anyway, my thoughts:
John Mayer consistently releases albums that kind of irk me at first listen, and then grow on me quicker than mold in your mom’s basement
1. I take this to mean one of two things. Either
- John Mayer is consistently expanding his musical sensibilities, getting better with very album.
- I love him so much that he could release a spoken word album of Muppets quotes and I’d post a glowing review.
I’m not ruling out either one.
Footnotes:
1 (She lives in filth, dude. Seriously, stage an intervention.)
Saturday night, I managed to make it to the fall Ychromes concert. The show was pretty damned fine; good arrangements, fantastic soloists, and a few nice touches. I’m still hoping to see the 2nd act video turn up on Youtube, because it was so funny I peed in my pants just a little bit. They also did a really fantastic tribute to Colin Hines, alumnus #54, who sadly passed away last week of complications from leukemia. (I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again: Cancer, you are a serious douche. Please stop killing people.) And in the 4 days between Colin’s passing and the concert, some of our smarter members managed to pull together the Colin Hines Memorial Scholarship Fund, and raised $3000 to be split between the Chromes, and Leukemia research. It was a pretty memorable evening.
Did I take pictures? Of course I did.
I even managed to spend some time at Klondike Kate’s without drinking anything (a remarkable feat, given the booze that was flowing freely), since the local constabulary had been kind enough to set up a DUI checkpoint 15 feet from the parking lot where my car resided. A fantastic evening.
Oh: best shirt ever.
I can see why someone would think this was a great idea. He’s probably on the road a lot, and spends a fair amount of time sitting in his car in a parking lot waiting until he can go inside and meet a client about perhaps purchasing some encyclopedias. In that situation, having a device that hooks onto the steering wheel so one can use one’s laptop would be pretty handy.
Unfortunately for our trusty inventor, Amazon users are pretty quick to note when something is silly and/or stupid, and they pounce.
727 of 751 people found the following review helpful:
5.0 out of 5 stars The greatest thing ever invented!, October 26, 2009
By T. Meadows “TM” (WV) – See all my reviews
Wow is this thing great! I use it as a “mini-bar” when the friends and I go out to the bars. I can quickly fix multiple shots of tequila for myself and the friends as we drive from one bar to the next. We also discovered that if you place a pillow on top of it and turn on the cruise control you can catch quick naps on the interstate. If you swerve to the left or right the rumble strips on the road wake you up in plenty of time before you get into trouble. I can now take longer trips without being tired!
Also, i am now dating a midget and she fits nicely on the steering wheel desk which allows us to experiment sexually while driving. This thing is like WD-40 or duct tape, it is a million and one uses!
They also post pictures.
I love Amazon.
I feel like I’ve seen this before, but it still slayed me: 35 Amazing Science Fair Experiments. Here’s a few fantastic examples:
(h/t Andrew.)
I’m getting caught up on XKCD and came across something that wasted a solid 10 minutes of my life, and I don’t even LIKE LOtR. (Click it to get the hugey-big readable version.)
This…this is not good. From Regretsy:
Nice! Now every time I hear “Party in the U S A” (a great song, btw), I’ll envision that mess and have to stab myself in the neck with a thumbtack.