I've mentioned before how much I enjoy Top Shot on History Channel and now they have a "spin-off" of sorts called Top Guns which I have really enjoyed as well. Thing is, they make me want to try some of these things. Like...I bought a throwing knife. Yes, I did. And some days I'm pretty good with it (when I first typed that it came out 'goof with it' which may have been what I truly intended) but mostly it's just a lot of excercise of me walking around to pick up my knife that missed the board.
I proved a little better with the shotgun; I had never fired one though I have fired pistols and rifles. My brother decided to show me how to fire the shotgun and we set up a little range of cans. He grabbed the most ancient double-barreled shotgun I think I've ever seen; it said "Hercules" on the side of the barrel and has battle scars all over both sides.
Do these triggers look sketchy to you? They did to me. He even convinced me to fire both barrels at once saying, "Don't be a wimp; it's fine." NO IT WAS NOT FINE. And he thought it was hilarious the twerp.
However I did manage to hit my target.
Have you been inspired to try anything new lately?
I came across these photos on my phone and I had forgotten about how hilarious they are. You know when you go to Oil Can Henry's and all those good looking guys in uniform come out and you hold out dollar bills for them? Oh wait...that was just a fantasy of mine. (Kidding. As far as you know.) I meant when they give you a newspaper to read while you wait...well this was a real article in the paper and it made me laugh so hard I had to take a photo and text it to everyone I could think of. It's easily as awesome as the story about the guy who was arrested in the toy aisle attacking people with a "light saber" Am I too easily amused?
If you're wondering where all these strangely ranty posts are coming from...I have a confession. I logged into my myspace account after an absence of at least 3 years and am stealing them from my first blog posts ever written. Back then I only used that social networking site (which has gotten so difficult to navigate!) but some of them amuse me so I thought I'd add them here.
I took a course called Infectious Diseases (yeah, I really did) and we had a discussion in class one day about soaps that are "anti-bacterial." Why bring it up? Aren't they doing us good? HA! That's what "they" want you to believe.
In all seriousness you have both good and bad bacteria on your hands. The good bacteria helps keep the bad in check, but when you use the anti-bacterial stuff it wipes out the easily killed bacteria leaving plenty of room for the really bad stuff to party.
Doesn't sound like such a good idea now does it Skippy. (question mark omitted for rhetorical questions )
I'm not saying it never has it's place. If I'd been petting rabid monkeys and had no hand-washing station available I'd use it. But I don't use it in my home for anything and you shouldn't either.
If you don't want to take my word for it :
Gaiam Life
I'm not really sure what spurred this idea to the front of my brain other than the OCD cleaning commercials that are annoying me. I mean, a soap dispenser you don't have to touch to avoid germs? Aren't you going to wash your hands after you touch the soap dispenser?
What things do you like to rant about?
I have never liked ketchup. As anyone who knows me can attest to, I usually have a violent reaction to it's presence. I have tasted it - albeit on accident - and it assaulted my tastebuds almost as much as the foul smell of it offends my nose. But this morning I came to realize what ketchup represents.
I made my brunch based on something my uncle in Arizona treated my travel buddy and I to one morning. The Perfect Breakfast Burrito.
As I was adding sweet roasted peppers and fresh basil to my eggs I was thinking how my brother would make it. Just cook the eggs plain. No peppers. No herbs. Then dump gallons of ketchup over it.
Hmm.
The point of the fresh basil (which I'm having a memory recall smell as I write this) is to flavor the eggs. The roasted red peppers? Same. I also added some fried potatoes and ham strips. Now that you're all over thinking either how good that sounds or how bad that is for you - think about what it is for: FLAVOR.
All these flavors coming together in the grand symphony that was my meal. No sauce was necessary because it flavored itself.
This brings me back to ketchup. Why is it a representation of the downfall of civilization? Ketchup has no style. From what I've witnessed, food becomes merely the vehicle to transport the ketchup. It pretty much overwhelms the flavor of anything you're trying to eat, rather than enhance it. Cookie-cutter, generic, mass-produced, flavorless garbage that people are just shoving in their faces. Where is the subtlety, the style...the art? How about the effort for crying out loud?
Obviously ketchup is just one more thing that makes us less....civilized. Less humanity, more insanity.
You laugh now - but you just wait and see where ketchup leads us! sigh
My brother gave me the password to his Netflix (maniacal laugh) so I could see if they were going to let us see the latest episodes of Sherlock yet. Nope. Guh. In any case I decided to use this opportunity to check out Downton Abbey because no one will shut up about it.
Oh. I see why.
My brother told me after I used his account to watch the first episode he logged onto Netflix and clicked "resume" to start playing the next Family Guy episode like he does every night before bed. Downton Abbey started playing and he thought...well they sometimes have weird beginnings....five minutes later....this is definitely not Family Guy.
Um no, it really isn't Family Guy, thank the Lord.
I laughed forever. Unintentionally making your brother watch period drama? I should win a thousand points for that.
If you aren't familiar with Joss Whedon's Firefly this post may be a bit lost on you. I'm also a tad concerned everyone is going to think I'm nuts after this one.
Jayne is:
He's wearing the hat his mommy made him, how can you not love that? And this hat has sortof become an unmistakable secret handshake for Firefly fans. I actually own one, knitted by my friend Judy. In any case, this hat and probably this photo I've seen floating around...
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I have no idea what occasioned this parade but I kinda wish I'd been there.
What, that isn't glaringly obvious? Okay first of all, that is a blob of haircolor foam that escaped the shower wipedown after the fact. And it looks much worse than it is because I was playing around with shadows and color to try and make him stand out more so please don't think I never clean.
And then I tried to outline it and I am just really terrible at these drawing things.
I don't know why he has monkey legs or is holding a piece of glass wrapped in tape or why his hat is so tall or why his goatee look like he has a donut on his face according to my brother. Or why he could possibly also be Toad from Mario Bros. or maybe a drag queen old-school Strawberry Shortcake. When I look at it, all I see is a cartoony baby Jayne.
Then there's the paint can in the bathroom at work.
Thanks to Karen who saw my tweet about this and texted me and reminded me to take this photo.
Tell me that logo doesn't look like a cunning hat!
I have a new favorite guilty pleasure show - Finding Bigfoot on Animal Planet. I've always loved the unexplained and mysterious and had a bit of a soft spot for sasquatch. This program blends actual interesting research with odd characters quite well and despite their overuse of the term "squatch" and that ANYTHING to them is "totally evidence of nearby squatches" I'm totally hooked.
Personally I've experienced plenty of unusual things in the woods - the clacking rocks that had an actual rhythm I heard. Was it a raven trying to open a nutshell or....?
There was also an incident at my home but I think that story might traumatize you gentle readers.
The typical "squatch" proof involves large footprints...
Okay this could totally be a person track...EXCEPT there's no shoe tread. Also note the weird marks at the top like claws or toenails. So it could be a bear, but isn't a bear's foot shaped differently?
And as evidenced below, the track isn't much larger than my brother's foot...
But it still seems odd to me.
If you want to read an interesting "realistic" Bigfoot book try Wild Life by Molly Gloss, but do keep in mind my warning about her stories here.
What about you? Do you believe in strange creatures and the unexplained?
I'm thinking about making Totally Random Thursday a weekly feature - sound like fun?
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