The newest wedding reception tradition
07 Jun 2008 3 Comments
I was reminded, recently, of the most unusual event I’ve ever seen at a wedding.
Fortunately, I was able to capture it. This was at least five years ago and my camera was the first digital camera I ever had. It by no means has the capablities of the digital cameras today, but it got the job done.
So I’m at this wedding in Massachusets when they cleared the dance floor. A chair was brought out and they had the Groom take the seat. He was approached by the Bride’s Sister-In -Law and what happened next just shocked the crap out of my friends and I.
But that was not the end of it… The Bride wanted to get in on the action.
The days of throwing the bouquet or the garter are gone. The newest pastime is for the women to give the Groom a lap dance.
Can you hear that?
14 Apr 2008 4 Comments
in hmmm
It was brought to my attention that studies have been done on hearing and the different age ranges. They say that the older you get there are frequencies that you can’t hear.
These studies have come to light with the Mosquito Ringtone. The premise is the kids can use these ringtones so they can hear their phones ring in class but the teacher won’t hear it.
We had a bunch of us gathered at my cubicle today testing this theory throughout our team. Considering I was the oldest it was kinda sad I couldn’t hear many of them but then again I got to torture a few of the young’uns. I may not have been able to hear all of them but I definitely felt the after effects in my ears.
Wow! If I could feel that but not hear it then imagine what else I might not hear but still feel the after effects. Could this be that whole subliminal messages thing?
It was really kinda of odd when others went back to their desks and would play the different frequencies. I couldn’t hear it but the young’uns were suffering and asking everyone to stop. The sound is so high pitched that each time got worse. Kinda like torture.
So then maybe these high pitched sounds aren’t such a good idea. One article may have hit the nail on the head when they said “I feel sorry for those babies who are getting distressed by the noise, and may even suffering long-term damage to their hearing, when their parents are eating in an establishments with a Mosquito.” Could this ultimately be a weapon used on children?
The links I have here include the sounds. I found it all very fascinating but I would highly recommend against using these as ringtones.
That’s a new one
18 Feb 2008 2 Comments
in hmmm
Wandering Girl over at A dog, a cat, and a girl in fabulous shoes came upon something the likes of which I think no one has seen.
A Redneck Sports bra!
And I ain’t lyin.
You can check it out here.
Thanks WG that was some great investigative photography.
How many?
11 Feb 2008 5 Comments
On the way home from work the other day there was a license plate that grabbed my attention. The car was a small convertible Jag and a Dude was driving.
I decided I had to try and get a picture so I took chase. But alas my cell phone camera couldn’t get close enough to capture this plate.
See you can’t even see the plate. The plate wasn’t even a vanity plate but it was awesome none-the-less.
What did it say?
114 BJS
I LOVE IT!
I had to wonder if that was impressive. Considering there are 365 days in a year then I would have to say that might be a very sad number.
It becomes a bit different if a woman was driving that car. Plus instead of me taking chase the dudes might be chasing her.
Need a better, more exciting way to crack your nuts?
26 Jan 2008 4 Comments
in hmmm
No nut is too hard to crack with the hilarious Hillary Clinton Nutcracker!!
The Hillary Clinton Nutcracker is the perfect kitchen utility for the politically-inclined.
How to use Hillary to her full potential:
1) Carefully insert your nuts between Hillary’s thighs and squeeze.
2) Eat the nuts.
3) Repeat again and again for nut cracking bliss. It just takes a little manhandling.
Get your own here.
You know it’s going to be a tough day when…
20 Dec 2007 2 Comments
in hmmm
You go to clean your glasses and realize the smudge isn’t your glasses but your tired eyeballs.
Crazy week update:
Came down with a cold Sunday night but I seem to be winning the battle.
Orientation all day Monday in a FREEZING cold room and amusing young interns. Yes, Brian, I’m talking about you.
A little overwhelmed by The New Company and how small I feel in the scheme of things. The New Company will hence forth be called The Borg since they assimilate everything and everyone. I am enjoying the feeling that I have something very substantial to bring to The Borg and they seem excited to extract my knowledge.
Yes, I am a geek.
My last class is tonight and I turn in my final project, which has taken a toll on me. I only have a few more tweaks to do in class before I turn it in. Thanks be to Be-Jesus and now I need a beer.
If you could change your last name…
04 Dec 2007 4 Comments
in hmmm
I would change mine to Fugowski.
What a great name!
Red Fugowski
I’m just sayin is all…
What do you do if Karma bites first?
07 Nov 2007 4 Comments
in hmmm
“What goes around comes around.”
“Karma can be a bitch.”
Usually if you do something not so nice they say karma comes back around and bites you on the butt.
Tuesday’s drive home was awful. It’s not like I’m trying to speed I’m just trying to move forward. If so many DC drivers weren’t driving up the side and cutting in (and cutting people off) then I believe everything would move much smoother.
I also believe that sightseeing during rush hour should be illegal. Arrest them and throw them in jail! I swear some people mosey along checking out the sights when us regular people are trying to get home. Do it on the weekend or the middle of the day.
I was running late, due to the traffic, and finally arrived to pick up Mini Red. We had to rush home so she could change for her swimming class and rush off to get her there in time. Then while she was swimming I ran to the grocery store to pick up a few things. The grocery store was pretty much like the drive home. I couldn’t get past anyone so I could move along. I stayed patient but I was feeling frustrated. Everywhere I tried to go someone was blocking me. It was a conspiracy I tell ya.
When it was time to check out, though, there were NO lines. I repeat NO line whatsoever. I don’t think I fully appreciated that until just now. As I was pushing my cart of paid groceries to my car, in the far parking lot, I got to thinking about karma. I was trying to think of what I could have done for karma to bite first and keep throwing these blockers in front of me.
My driving frustration did elicit a few choice words but I have never outwardly threatened or flipped off another car. I have raised my hands in frustration though but that isn’t showing anger and I’m sure the other car didn’t even notice due to whatever issues they were having, which was stopping my progress.
Sorry I digressed… So as I was walking to my car I thought “I’m not going to take my cart to the central cart parking place. Everyone else leaves them all over the place. I’m gonna bite karma back!”
Ohhh I’m such a bad cart returner! HAHAHAHA
I decided not to let karma dictate me and I was going to do the right thing. So I grabbed not only my empty cart but a second one and put them in the proper place.
“How people treat you is their karma; how you react is yours.” – Wayne Dyer
I decided to take control of karma and nip this crap right there and do what is right. I took my karma back!
