Tuesday, June 26, 2007

Legos on ice!

I'm not a big consumer of ice. I typically don't drink soda, and even when I do I find that my refrigerator does a decent enough job of cooling my beverage because, well it refrigerates. I find ice annoying and impolite because of the following;
First off ice has the nasty habit of stinging my upper lip when I go to take a drink. It pushes its way to the front of the glass and tries to bully its way into your mouth, smashing into it with its frosty brawn! Secondly, it's Arctic capacity is such that it cools the refreshment to the point that it hurts the teeth! It's frostbolts of pain shoots through my skull like a thousand needles and show no mercy to the parched party. The final and desperate act of the doomed ice is to dilute the very beverage that you are enjoying! Does it's rudeness know no bounds!? to pollute the refreshment, to throw off the balance of it's perfectly measured qualities is abhorrent! Thus, I chose not to use ice and instead trust my refrigerator to do what it was made for, what it was named for, and keep the temperature of my liquids chilled.

If however I felt that my refrigerator was not holding up to its end of the bargain and that my drink needed a cooling supplement I would form my glacial foe in this! This product is genius! A impish grin appears on my face when I think of the possibilities...

Tuesday, June 19, 2007

N = C + {fb (cm) . fb (tc)} + fb (Ts) + fc . ta equals bacon goodness


I love the British. They had a team of experts from Leeds university research the best way to make the perfect Bacon Butty. I have never had a bacon butty but I can say with utmost surety that since it consists of bread, butter, and bacon I would love it like I've loved no other sandwich before... Okay that might have gone to a weird place... I think it's great that the "American" version of the butty is the BLT. Ironic that us, the fatties of the world take a perfectly brilliant sandwich and destroy it by adding veggies. horrible.

I for one will be going back to the old country ways, removing above mentioned abominations and eat the butty the way it was supposed to be, the way science intended it! Bread! Bacon! Perfection!

Wednesday, June 6, 2007

Super Wedding Cake!!


This is the coolest wedding cake I've ever seen! Its really well done too. The details on the shells and bricks are amazing.

More photos here

Wednesday, May 30, 2007

Pool shark



Good Googly Moogly!
Could you imagine just hanging out in a pool one summer day, you dive under the water and you see something heading towards you, your eyes focus and you're faced with this?! It makes me wonder what my scream would sound like underwater.

I'm a tad concerned by how much this picture reminds me of our cat Pounce. He likes water more than the average cat and frequently walks the edge of the tub, slipping every now and then only to catch himself just in the nick of time. When I take a bath I have a tendency to wear my goggles so that I can do some deep tub diving and I'm worried that sooner or later this photo will become a reality in the Trapp household, and all Tanis will hear will be a splash followed by the muffled screams of her late husband.

"we're gonna need a bigger boat..."

Monday, April 30, 2007

incognito...

On my way home from work a few weeks ago I heard about a story on NPR that made me laugh. The concept to me is genius and was lucky enough to find the original article written by a journalist at the Washington Post.

During the early morning rush in the entrance to the L'Enfant Plaza building in Washington D.C. a man in his late thirties wearing a t-shirt, jeans and a baseball cap pulls out a violin, throws some change into the case and starts to play. This is nothing out of the ordinary as street performers are a dime a dozen, but this one is different. His name is Joshua Bell and he's "...one of the finest classical musicians in the world, playing some of the most elegant music ever written on one of the most valuable violins ever made."

Let the social experiment begin...

the full video can be found here

Like sands through the hour glass...


So are the days of my life...

I blame my mother for knowing that intro as well as the cheesy melodramatic music that is now playing in my head!....I wonder if Bo is still alive....

So anyways back to the point of this post. My life has switched gears. I'm not really sure if it's a downshift or an upshift or maybe it's both! My lovely, beautiful, amazingly awesome wife is with child which means that the measurement, the very gauge at which I tally my life has switched from the universally accepted years to the rather diminutive unit of weeks. Everything is in weeks now. Months and years are no longer an object that can be quantified by your brain. It's really a rather strange phenomenon! You wake one day up and everything is normal, you're 26 years old and you have about 8 months until your next birthday. The next day however you wake up to find that you're 1352 weeks old and you only have roughly 32 more weeks until you're 1404 weeks old! People come up to you and ask you, "Hey what are you doing next month? Maybe we can get together and have lunch." and you're still stuck trying to figure out what "month" means....mon...monnnnthhhh. Okay so its not actually that bad and I totally understand why its broken down that way for the first nine months, I mean during those 7 day intervals amazing things are happening! In one weeks time your soon to be prodigy goes from looking more like Kermit the Frog's earlier years to a micro-machine version of your great uncle Harry. Its unbelievable! My kid is growing his/her arms in a week and I can't even get my dirty dishes off of my desk and into the dishwasher in that time! He's 8 weeks old (inside-womb-old) and already he's more efficient than I am!!

Here's where I really don't understand the whole week thing though. The baby is born and they're 4 months old but no one says they're 4 months, no! They say, "He's 16 weeks" Why? Is it because 16 is a larger number and it makes the parents feel like the baby is older than he/she actually is, or is it because the parents have forgotten how to use the month and year measurement and it takes them a bit to get back into the habit of using them.

In any event I'm sure these next 32 odd weeks will go by quick.

Thursday, April 5, 2007

We live in a Harry Town!


So Amazon.com is doing a contest to find the Harry-est town in America. The town that on a per capita basis, is pre-ordering the most copies of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows wins! The winning town receives a $5,000 Amazon.com gift certificate to a charitable organization of its choice. Currently Snohomish is number 10! Our town rules!! Now if you'll excuse me I have to go order our copy...