Go Drink Some Green River Soda

Sorry for no posts the last few days. I haven’t had much time just lately. I still tweet now and then (https://twitter.com/Bugloaf), and I snagged another Twitter handle (https://twitter.com/GreenRiverSoda) for a fan tweet-page for Green River Soda (the best soda ever made), but neither one is so time consuming that I wouldn’t have time to post on here…except that I don’t. I don’t know that I’m making any sense, so I’m going to have some more wonderful soda now.

By the way, my subscription to 3stplace.com is about to expire, on November 15. If you want it after then, it’s yours. I’m obviously not doing anything with it right now.

Have a fantastic day, and drink more Green River!

Bambi Vs Godzilla

What’s It Like to Have a Brother With Autism?

If I were a kid today, I would probably be diagnosed with Aspberger’s, or mildy autistic. I still have some unusual quirks and ways of doing things. I’m very lucky, because it wasn’t more serious, and required only a moderate amount of care growing up. I didn’t learn to walk, talk, or read on-time, and I had to learn in my own way. I eventually became a US Air Force vet and a college graduate, but I had to do things differently, and again, in my own time and pace.

Just a Quick Joke

Why do chicken coops have two doors? Because if they had four doors, they’d be chicken sedans.

My Last Days – Zach Sobiech

Friends Win

I wish I had the balls to do this when I was younger, though I’m pretty freaking happy with my wife-choice. Almost absurdly so, lately. Ever get times a weird sync-up occurs between you and your significant other? Yeah, I’m riding that wave right now.

You Will

A friend of my from the USAF once sent this to me, and used it to describe my look (hirsute) and personality (Hey! I have something cool you need to know!). I took it as a compliment.

Duckling Asses Are Smiley-Faces

True Love

One of my latest grabs

Please ignore the massload of junk. I snagged this giant star from behind a TGI Friday’s that was renovating. I asked if I could swipe it, and the workers said, “Sure.”, so…I did. I don’t know what to do with it yet, but it’s cool. Because it’s a big star. ‘Nuff said.

This Guy Was Staring At Me All Through Lunch…

Look at the dead-center of the photo. I took this at one of the local Leesburg, Virgina Subway restaurants. (The one near Best Buy, if you’re a local.)

Bob Ross

Regal Cinema Opener

I swiped this from an interesting article on Topless Robot about the dying cinema industry. Regal Cinema happens to be one of the movie theater chains that are pretty close to my house. Playing this video (to me) is akin to the 20th Century Fox fanfare, giving me mental-wood in anticipation of a my watching good movie.

I Love Bad Puns

Second Base

I Found This Repost In Real Life!

I was much happier than I should have been when I caught this.

My Final Animation Project: “Space Fun”

Basically, it’s supposed to look the way it does, because I wanted this to fill up a two-minute song, and I wanted to have fun. Enjoy.

Such Great, Great Memories Of This Place

For those who don’t recognize this place, it’s one of the playable levels in the game Unreal Tournament 2002. I had so much fun getting my ass handed to me, over and over, in this place. See, I’ve never been that great at multi-player shoot-em-up games such as this, but it didn’t matter because the ways you can die in this game are just so cool. The easiest is simply falling off the edge of the platform and plummeting toward Earth. You don’t actually burn up in the atmosphere before the game spontaneously squishes your body, but for a few lonely seconds, you can look up at the platform as it fades away above you. Of course, sniping from one of the high towers was always the most fun, picking off computer-brained and human-brained players as best I could, while getting shot at and inevitably killed. My team didn’t often capture the other team’s flag, but I had an awful lot of fun trying.

Things That Make Me Smile #3

The thought of Red Hulk in traffic. I would so love to see someone cut off Red Hulk. Or better yet, Cindy in daddy’s new Mercedes swerves into Red Hulk’s lane because she’s texting, “WHR U @” to Sandy, who is apparently already at the club. I just want to see Cindy’s daddy’s  Mercedes go flying through the air into the next state. That would make me smile.

I wish I was Red Hulk. You suck General Ross.

Things That Make Me Smile #2

A wonderful fantasy: I meet Tom Hanks on the street and invite him for tea at the nearest non-Starbucks. He accepts. We have this wonderful discussion about his favorite films, and many other classics by Hitchcock and Kurosawa. And it’s great until the police arrive and take away this crazy guy who all-but-kidnapped a famous Hollywood movie star. And then I’d yell, “The Dan Brown movies SUCK! Da Vinci’s Code MY ASS!”. And then I’d have the most wonderful stories to share with my cellmate. And then I get shived in the yard for being so freaking annoying. But my fleeting thoughts, as I drifted off this mortal coil, would be that I actually met my screen idol, “THE” Tom Hanks.

Hopefully I’d get to the afterlife before I realized that I never met Stephen King. Because that’d be almost cooler yet. I don’t know, it’s a toss-up.

Things That Make Me Smile

I’m eating pistachios, and there was this one nut…the last one in the package. It’s barely cracked. When I tried to cram the cap from my pen into the crack, in order to pry it open, it bent the cap before it would succumb. When I put a tine of my plastic fork into the opening, it broke off the tip of the tine. Finally, I pulled out my swiss army knife, put the otherwise useless bottle-opener into the crack, and alas, the nut was cracked.

As I was doing this, I imagined the nut was the reincarnated soul of a bully that I dealt with in elementary school. I felt he was getting back at me for still being alive, instead of dead like him, in a horrible car accident about 15 years back. When I finally cracked the nut (and cutting a finger in the whole process, one thought warmed my heart. I imagined, as I devoured my last pistachio, that his soul was still trapped in the nut, ripped asunder and split between my eventual passage and two halves of a shell, destined for a landfill.

File under “Things that make me smile, #1”.

My Five Thing I Learned This Weekend

Five things I learned this weekend, in order of occurrence:
1) Having the doors on your ever-reliable DC Metro train completely break down to the point that they hold you at a station for 25 minutes, only to evacuate everyone and drive off without you, leaving a whole bunch of people in one place with no idea when (or if) the next train is coming…well, that’s just freaking great.

2) The McDonald’s/Boston Market in the Smithsonian Air & Space Museum, despite being twice the price of a regular McDonald’s or Boston Market, is a really great value compared to any other food offered in the Smithsonian Museums.

3) Even after skipping 2/3 of the regular destinations on the Capitol Mall, it’s still really easy to put in 6 miles on a day of sightseeing.

4) Taking pictures with a “Flat Stanley” in DC is a lot of fun, despite the strange looks you get from the tourists. (We’re not officially tourists when we can get to the Cap Mall i

5) Driving an hour (each way) to buy cheap/good Ikea furniture makes perfect sense if both people really want to do it. SWEDISH PRIDE!