Back when I noticed I was starting to lose my hair I decided to do a pre-emptive strike and shave it all off. Mrs. Fancy-Pants (check out her blog, it’s awesome) recently made a comment on a previous post where she mentioned that her friend tried to use an Epilady on his beard. This reminded me of the time I thought it would be easier to wax my head than shave it every day. So I got my wife, Michele,…
All you women asked for them, all us men bought them for you in December of 1988. As promised in an earlier post, this is my story about the Epilady. I’m betting it is quite similar to many others. Sometime in the fall of ’88 the below commercial was constantly on TV. I’m sure it would have been on You Tube videos and banner ads if there had been an Interweb back then, but it was just TV. Take a look….
Recently my team had to work a grave yard shift (10 PM – 6 AM) for a week to do some testing on a naval radar system. You can imagine that around 3 AM we all get a little punchy. We fuel up on 5 hour energy, Monsters, and Slim Jims to stay awake. In some of the down time between tests, our caffeine fueled minds get to racing and all kinds of conversations are started. During one of these times, several of my…
I’d like to introduce you to Tim. Tim is my best friend. He’s a racquetball. Yes, I’m weird, I’ve heard. Tim goes with me most everywhere. He likes to bounce along with me when I take the dog for a walk. He likes to bounce off the wall and return to me when I sit on the couch. He also likes to stare at me with that eternal optimistic grin of his. Sometimes I like to squeeze him over and over when I’m…
Do little children even need night lights these days? I was lying in bed the other night and shut the TV off to go to sleep when I noticed this glow all around me. It hit me then. My house is never completely in the dark anymore. When I was a little kid I remember when turning out the light to go to sleep meant total darkness. Darkness unless you had a night light, which of course I didn’t. Oh…
So we were headed to the Blue Ridge Mountains for Memorial Day weekend. Michele only had to work half a day Friday and we thought we would be getting a jump on the traffic. Wrong! We reached the HRBT (Hampton Roads Bridge Tunnel), or tried to reach it. About six miles before it there was dead stop traffic. We were in my truck with the two dogs. I had lowered the back seat so that there was just cargo space in…
Did you ever wonder if yellow traffic lights are in cahoots with red traffic lights? Yellow: Oh OH! Here comes Lee. Get ready Red …. NOW! Red: BAM! Got you sucker! LMIAO! (Laughing My Incandescent Ass Off) Green: You guys are a couple of jizz waffles. Thanks Green. You’re the best. Wanna go to IHOP? (Because they serve pancakes. Not jizz waffles.)
While I was driving to get lunch I heard 99 Red Balloons and Take on Me on the radio. I think I accidently activated the flux capacitor and went back to 1986. Hey, 1986 me, don’t date the chick that carved your name in her leg with a razor blade. Sure, it starts off fun but dude you already know she carries a razor blade. I actually did go back and warn myself, and by this I mean I was…
So I am what you might call OCD/C. The second C standing for Casual, in that I sometimes have OCD tendencies but I don’t go full bore Sheldon Cooper. In order to not go all Sheldor I’ve made an agreement with myself that I can do one dumb/useless/repetitive weird thing a day. Like open and close the door twice, or touch a spot on the wall, or flip the light switch on and off more than once. But once I’ve…
OK, are we live? I kind of feel like Robocop when they first tried to boot him up. Much like that, I am sure we are going to experience many technical (and other -cal) difficulties with my brain plugged into a blog. But even Robocop eventually got it together after eating some baby food and stabbing the bad guy with his unnecessarily sharp data probe. Just to clarify, I’m talking about the 80’s version Robocop. I never saw the new one. Did…