Don't try to show up the chick with the scorebook.
Don't try to show up the chick with the scorebook.
March 27, 2009
It seems that if you attend a Lake Elsinore Storm game during one of their "Fat Tuesday" nights (i.e. all-you-can-eat night), they will help you out with the impending flatulance by giving you a sample of something called subtle butt: a "disposable gas neutralizer." For those too lazy to click on the link, the key paragraph from the Storm's press release:
"You can probably deduce that All-You-Can-Eat ballpark food might lead to substantial gas emissions, which is where corporate sponsor, Subtle Butt, enters the picture. Made of activated carbon fabric, each disposable 3.25" square shield is held onto the inside of the underwear with two self-adhesive strips. Subtle Butt effectively filters flatulence, absorbing and neutralizing its odor."
You can't make this stuff up.
Unfortunately for me, I fly back from my southern California baseball trip on the morning of April 14... which just happens to be the first day of this promotion. Otherwise, I would be sending an e-mail to a certain San Diego resident right now informing him that I would be taking his car to Lake Elsinore that day, whether he was coming with me or not.
March 25, 2009
Via rubinc's blog... Crayola has come along way since the flesh color, now known as peach. Apparently if you are not careful when ordering what you think are multicolored crayons, you can wind up with multicutural crayons -- 8 shades of brown! (Also, even if you don't know her, you should check out Caroline's blog about her Teach for America stint. It's sometimes hilarious, sometimes tragic, and, unlike me, she's pretty consistent about posting every (school) day.)
As an aside, I swear I remember coloring with crayons labeled "flesh," but apparently they haven't existed since 1962. Maybe I used crayons at my grandmother's that originally belonged to my dad and his siblings. Dad, is that even possible?
March 07, 2009
Today I spent the day building a "barn" (okay, shed) with the intention of having pyrotechnics launched at it with a giant trebuchet, only to discover that due to time constraints, we would not be launching at the barn and then dismantling the barn. But the trebuchet did launch pyrotechnics at a wooden "house" a number of times... and missed a number of times. However, during the last launch the house was filled with explosives and detonated anyway, just as the fiery projectile landed a few feet short (again).
And how was your Saturday?
Oh, you want an explanation? The short version is Zoz, a Discovery Channel show, and an e-mail looking for a driver to take Zoz and some undergrads to New Hampshire, which I happened to respond to. The long version involves waking up at 6 am this morning and is best illustrated with pictures and video... most of which I will post here soonish.
March 03, 2009