tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15763085846528637652009-07-10T08:49:27.255-07:00What's That Smell?<b>Like a breeze of minty-fresh air </b><br> <br><i>Serving up humor, embarrassing moments, weird news, and other crap like that on regular basis</i>.Ferretnickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11261512329615907191noreply@blogger.comBlogger586125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576308584652863765.post-66796632099333023062009-07-10T08:41:00.000-07:002009-07-10T08:49:27.275-07:00Coil Power!In honor of <a href="http://www.teslasociety.com/biography.htm">Nikola Tesla</a>'s birthday today, here are a couple of geeks playing the theme from "<a href="http://www.mariogame.info/">Mario Bros</a>. " on <a href="http://www.teslasociety.com/teslacoil.htm">Tesla coils</a>.<br /><object width="445" height="364"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/B1O2jcfOylU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/B1O2jcfOylU&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"></embed></object><br /><br /><br />Yeah, it's a re-post.<br />But c'mon... it's Nikola's birthday. He deserves it.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576308584652863765-6679663209933302306?l=ferretnick.blogspot.com'/></div>Ferretnickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11261512329615907191noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576308584652863765.post-83363403357987258972009-07-09T12:27:00.000-07:002009-07-09T12:41:38.703-07:00Migrant Worker Fantasy Camp<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SlZE9uth8LI/AAAAAAAADSE/MHupKsUY7Uw/s1600-h/0726081908.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356544634105491634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SlZE9uth8LI/AAAAAAAADSE/MHupKsUY7Uw/s320/0726081908.jpg" /></a><br /><div>Those are cherries from one of the trees in my yard.</div><div>I planted them the year we moved in and every year I look forward to making a couple of pies (<em>or whatever dessert crosses my fancy</em>) out of the cherries that have ripened in the sun in front of my place.</div><div><br /></div><div></div><div>This year <a href="http://ferretnick.blogspot.com/2009/06/veggies-sore-nipples.html">I put up a bunch of 'bird deterrents'</a> to keep the little buggers from eating all of them once they were ripe.</div><div>My neighbor commented that my yard sort looked like a landing strip with all the stuff I'd put out to flash in the sun and scare the birds.</div><div><br /></div><div></div><div>So far, I've picked enough for at least two pies and there are still plenty more of them on the tree.</div><div>I was reminded of a comedian who had talked about his friend who went to an orchard and picked his own fruit. It made him want to start his own "migrant worker fantasy camp" and charge people for the experience of gathering their own food.</div><div><br /></div><div></div><div>Okay... it was actually funnier when he talked about it. But that's what it reminded me of.</div><div></div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576308584652863765-8336340335798725897?l=ferretnick.blogspot.com'/></div>Ferretnickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11261512329615907191noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576308584652863765.post-42934238042273677332009-07-09T08:02:00.000-07:002009-07-09T08:04:47.171-07:00It's Okay.....<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SlYGyPD58eI/AAAAAAAADR8/5KLVyKGD-wI/s1600-h/picturetopic_save_kids_mj_dead.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 343px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356476266909921762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SlYGyPD58eI/AAAAAAAADR8/5KLVyKGD-wI/s400/picturetopic_save_kids_mj_dead.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div>Wrong on so many levels, but still made me laugh this morning.</div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576308584652863765-4293423804227367733?l=ferretnick.blogspot.com'/></div>Ferretnickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11261512329615907191noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576308584652863765.post-50615322968015377422009-07-07T12:37:00.000-07:002009-07-07T12:51:43.207-07:00InterwebsLast night Hotness got our satellite internet working again.<br />I un-installed the old modem and re-connected the new one, but that's as far as I was able to get it.<br />There were tests and serial numbers and all manner of information that was required to get the new modem working. None of which I had available to me.<br /><br />So last night, after not having it for the past month, Hotness called the satellite internet people and they walked her through getting everything all up and running again.<br />YAY!!!<br /><br />Now I can get back to <s>downloading porn &amp; music</s> looking up recipes.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576308584652863765-5061532296801537742?l=ferretnick.blogspot.com'/></div>Ferretnickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11261512329615907191noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576308584652863765.post-3236876702684506512009-07-06T12:49:00.000-07:002009-07-06T14:16:25.687-07:00Post 4th ReportThe 4th of July Holiday came and went... with a bang. Ha ha!<br /><br />I managed to survive my trip into Seattle on Friday despite my sprained ankle.<br />I applied ice and heat to it on Thursday and dosed up on painkillers.<br />That night wasn't too bad trying to sleep thankfully.<br /><br />I got up on Friday morning and hobbled around watering plants, filling birdfeeders, etc... until it was time to leave and drive into the big city.<br />We got there and met up with my mom, her husband, and a friend of the family.<br />Not a lot to report, so I'll just post a few pictures from the day.<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SlJWy0yNwiI/AAAAAAAADQc/ZI-kN22V2eo/s1600-h/Post+Alley+sign.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355438338059649570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SlJWy0yNwiI/AAAAAAAADQc/ZI-kN22V2eo/s200/Post+Alley+sign.jpg" /></a> Hotness grabbed a bite at a shop in <a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?hl=en&amp;q=post+alley+seattle&amp;um=1&amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;split=0&amp;gl=us&amp;ei=omJSSqL9GIrEsQOexu2qDQ&amp;sa=X&amp;oi=geocode_result&amp;ct=title&amp;resnum=1">Post Alley</a>.<br /><br />The dishes were embedded in the cement steps next to where we were sitting:<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SlJWlegLgNI/AAAAAAAADPs/MD5oYq-weuY/s1600-h/concrete.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355438108740124882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SlJWlegLgNI/AAAAAAAADPs/MD5oYq-weuY/s200/concrete.jpg" /></a><br /><br />Some shoes in a tree at a park near Pike Street that the homeless hang out in:<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SlJgoCwE7CI/AAAAAAAADR0/rz8bKUNUoCo/s1600-h/shoe+tree.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355449147946495010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SlJgoCwE7CI/AAAAAAAADR0/rz8bKUNUoCo/s200/shoe+tree.jpg" /></a><br /><br />A view over the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alaskan_Way_Viaduct">Alaskan Way Viaduct</a>: <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SlJgC0Agc5I/AAAAAAAADRU/Wg8pHylm7wU/s1600-h/AWV.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355448508333716370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SlJgC0Agc5I/AAAAAAAADRU/Wg8pHylm7wU/s200/AWV.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SlJWmYUVXXI/AAAAAAAADQM/Ar_Ql2l6fNs/s1600-h/gum+wall.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355438124259695986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SlJWmYUVXXI/AAAAAAAADQM/Ar_Ql2l6fNs/s200/gum+wall.jpg" /></a> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SlJWysUlpkI/AAAAAAAADQU/mrwPNEe5IiE/s1600-h/gum+wall+closeup.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355438335787902530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SlJWysUlpkI/AAAAAAAADQU/mrwPNEe5IiE/s200/gum+wall+closeup.jpg" /></a><br />The infamous <a href="http://www.mynorthwest.com/?nid=11&amp;sid=177556">gum wall</a> (with a close-up)<br /><br />And across from the gum wall was "Narboo":<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SlJWy4fjVdI/AAAAAAAADQk/CZccLmciKUE/s1600-h/Narboo.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355438339055113682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SlJWy4fjVdI/AAAAAAAADQk/CZccLmciKUE/s200/Narboo.jpg" /></a><br /><br />These <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hanna-Barbera">Hanna-Barbera</a> characters were part of a graffiti wall where we'd parked the car for the day:<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SlJWlsIqU1I/AAAAAAAADP0/Ne5Fi9Y6-BA/s1600-h/Secret+Squirrel.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355438112399577938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SlJWlsIqU1I/AAAAAAAADP0/Ne5Fi9Y6-BA/s200/Secret+Squirrel.jpg" /></a> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SlJWmGCTycI/AAAAAAAADQE/pGBZ-8yWnPs/s1600-h/Morroco+Mole.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355438119352256962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SlJWmGCTycI/AAAAAAAADQE/pGBZ-8yWnPs/s200/Morroco+Mole.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.retrojunk.com/details_tvshows/1200-secret-squirrel/">Secret Squirrel &amp; Morrocco Mole</a><br /><br />And here's Hotness in the parking lot: <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SlJgDOYjpaI/AAAAAAAADRc/cB9fQgCbBj0/s1600-h/Hotness.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355448515413910946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SlJgDOYjpaI/AAAAAAAADRc/cB9fQgCbBj0/s200/Hotness.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br />After we got back home, we just hung around the house for a bit before going over to our neighbor's to watch TV.<br />Here's Lewis the Barn Cat chillaxin' on the couch with Hotness:<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SlJgD9-T3II/AAAAAAAADRs/R0ZFR3Id-dk/s1600-h/chillaxin.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355448528188726402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SlJgD9-T3II/AAAAAAAADRs/R0ZFR3Id-dk/s200/chillaxin.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br />On Saturday we went to our friend's place to BBQ, watch fireworks and play with my niece and nephew.<br />It was great fun spending time with everybody.<br /><br />Here a few pics from that day:<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SlJX03fj8MI/AAAAAAAADQ8/ZmwhZb8F7G0/s1600-h/ZEN+sweeper+01.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355439472658084034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SlJX03fj8MI/AAAAAAAADQ8/ZmwhZb8F7G0/s200/ZEN+sweeper+01.jpg" /></a> Little ZEN sweeping the floor<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SlJX0k5dzHI/AAAAAAAADQ0/bx1sxLi5fHQ/s1600-h/sparkler+03.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355439467666459762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SlJX0k5dzHI/AAAAAAAADQ0/bx1sxLi5fHQ/s200/sparkler+03.jpg" /></a> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SlJX0Wdef5I/AAAAAAAADQs/9__fAy0PBl4/s1600-h/Sparkler+01.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355439463790968722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SlJX0Wdef5I/AAAAAAAADQs/9__fAy0PBl4/s200/Sparkler+01.jpg" /></a><br />The allure of sparklers<br /><br />Hotness wasn't up to staying and watching people blow stuff up, so she headed home before it got dark.<br />I stayed until well past midnight and watched the neighborhod pyromaniacs light up the sky.<br /><br /><br />Sunday was a slow day.<br />We slept in and stayed around the house for the most part.<br />We did make a trip to the <a href="http://www.comicstoponline.com/">Comic Stop</a> to pick up my comics and then that evening we went over to the neighbor's place again for more television goodness.<br />-------------------------------------<br />AND<br />In case you were wondering how my foot looked after the sprain...<br />Well wait no more!<br /><br />This on Friday afternoon.<br />I'd worn an ACE bandage all day and when I took it off this is what my foot looked like.<br />The ankle was swollen and the bruise was starting to show.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SlJX1OibRwI/AAAAAAAADRE/QyeLAFN4I68/s1600-h/swollen+ankle+01.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355439478844114690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SlJX1OibRwI/AAAAAAAADRE/QyeLAFN4I68/s200/swollen+ankle+01.jpg" /></a><br /><br />This pic was taken this morning.<br />The swelling has gone down a bit but the bruise is more purple-colored now.<br />You can see color on both side of my foot, but it's more 'colorful' on the outside.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SlJX1InyOqI/AAAAAAAADRM/isBtaiFEWZI/s1600-h/bruised+ankle.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355439477255977634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SlJX1InyOqI/AAAAAAAADRM/isBtaiFEWZI/s200/bruised+ankle.jpg" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576308584652863765-323687670268450651?l=ferretnick.blogspot.com'/></div>Ferretnickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11261512329615907191noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576308584652863765.post-42078189730345080212009-07-02T18:36:00.000-07:002009-07-02T18:57:55.552-07:00Laid Up On A Holiday Weekend<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/Sk1g9n0k6NI/AAAAAAAADPk/LhkrECqvV1A/s1600-h/nothing+to+do.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354042143791179986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/Sk1g9n0k6NI/AAAAAAAADPk/LhkrECqvV1A/s320/nothing+to+do.jpg" /></a><br /><div>For once I actually had plans to accomplish, but they got shelved in a matter of moments.</div><div></div><div>I got today off, as well as Friday, from work for a nice 4-day weekend.</div><div>Today I was going to sleep in and then run one errand and be home for the rest of the day to do things in the yard (like weed-whack, etc....)</div><div><br /></div><div>I took off to go run said errand around 10:00 am and found out when I got there, that they weren't open until 1:00 pm. Great.</div><div>So now I had some time to kill. I decided to go get some groceries and off I went to the store.</div><div><br /></div><div>Got back when they were open and got things taken care of and then I made a quick stop to pick up some more birdseed (I was starting to run out).</div><div>By now it was after 2:00 p.m., and much later than I wanted to be out, but whatever. I still had the rest of the afternoon.</div><div><br /></div><div>I got the groceries out of the car and was walking up to the front door when my right foot slipped.</div><div>I <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">overcompensated</span> and lurched with my left foot to balance myself, but was carrying all the groceries so my balance was off.</div><div>I twisted my left ankle, dropped the bags of groceries, and fell on the ground.</div><div>PAIN!!!!</div><div><br /></div><div>I know I'd screwed something up, so I hobbled into the house and then brought the bags in.</div><div>I took off my shoes and socks and.... yup. My ankle was already swollen.</div><div>I'd sprained it pretty bad.</div><div><br /></div><div>So now instead of all the things I had planned to do, I had to park on the couch with a bag of ice on my ankle and the bottle of ibuprofen next to me.</div><div><br /></div><div>My whole day got shot full of holes and I got nothing <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">accomplished</span>.</div><div><br /></div><div>Tomorrow, Hotness and I are going to Seattle to meet up with my mom and her husband.</div><div>We'd planned this for a couple of weeks now and I'll be darned if I'm going to cancel it because of a sprained ankle.</div><div><br /><br /></div><div>I'll dose up on Ibuprofen and Tylenol tonight. And tomorrow... I still have the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Vicoden</span> from when I busted my toe.</div><div>I'm going to hobble around the city and enjoy myself if it kills me.</div><div><br /></div><div>So if you see a bald guy limping around downtown Seattle on Friday, it's not a random homeless guy.</div><div>It's just gimpy old me.</div><div></div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576308584652863765-4207818973034508021?l=ferretnick.blogspot.com'/></div>Ferretnickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11261512329615907191noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576308584652863765.post-39649651253792498132009-06-30T12:42:00.000-07:002009-06-30T15:43:25.640-07:00Veggies & Sore NipplesThis past Sunday we spent mostly outside. <div><div>Hotness did a lot of mowing while I was busy repotting plants into larger containers, refilling bird feeders, and stuff like that.</div><div></div><br /><div>I'm happy to report that things are growing and seem to be doing well so far.</div><div>One of my tomatoes has "thumb-sized" fruits on it.</div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SkpvFqnY6qI/AAAAAAAADPU/4tLpIhsuxmw/s1600-h/roma+tomatoes.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353213250212784802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SkpvFqnY6qI/AAAAAAAADPU/4tLpIhsuxmw/s320/roma+tomatoes.JPG" /></a><br /><div></div><div>Now I'm just waiting for them to get larger and ripen up so's I can eat 'em!</div><br /><div></div><div>I also put bright orange construction tape on my cherry trees.</div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SkpvFjGN4gI/AAAAAAAADPc/GpTjHdipnjc/s1600-h/cherry+tree.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353213248194601474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SkpvFjGN4gI/AAAAAAAADPc/GpTjHdipnjc/s320/cherry+tree.JPG" /></a><br /><div></div><div>When the wind blows, the ribbons wave around and are supposed to scare the birds.</div><div>Like so....<br /><object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6133974f14388c14" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"><param name="movie" value="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAAIiSxp13MRsP2RXZVN7myjLRfXDHn3U4WdoL8FTi6IegqIx_uRN062BcJN3_ZdBttotsCLm1Vq5VWyuIzc7P6WYnNO08UNVXLbQ_u7ssQCpHOHlA7W52GQxUdkLfMFvzIcBSTDyIFaK4QzILNfHa5MF0prQsTHAfSX7mzSFCjSrvKjUhsw6MzdGIsu1v1w5M_z_ZOkHaqY8Uq-lZtz9Ko-9zzhaKYvMWMG1cqXQGNgNN%26sigh%3Dt0n8vxaBVByqfpxmJEuiBpg5b5Q%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;nogvlm=1&amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6133974f14388c14%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DrmK_Ec6QVcbask-lB_Bs5ZbZH4s&amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den"><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"><embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAAIiSxp13MRsP2RXZVN7myjLRfXDHn3U4WdoL8FTi6IegqIx_uRN062BcJN3_ZdBttotsCLm1Vq5VWyuIzc7P6WYnNO08UNVXLbQ_u7ssQCpHOHlA7W52GQxUdkLfMFvzIcBSTDyIFaK4QzILNfHa5MF0prQsTHAfSX7mzSFCjSrvKjUhsw6MzdGIsu1v1w5M_z_ZOkHaqY8Uq-lZtz9Ko-9zzhaKYvMWMG1cqXQGNgNN%26sigh%3Dt0n8vxaBVByqfpxmJEuiBpg5b5Q%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;nogvlm=1&amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6133974f14388c14%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DrmK_Ec6QVcbask-lB_Bs5ZbZH4s&amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object></div><div>The last couple of years, I haven't been able to get the cherries off the tree before the birds eat them all.</div><div>This year, I'm hoping to get at least a couple of nice pies from cherries that I grew in my yard.</div><br /><div></div><div>Other than that, things are going well.</div><div>The weather has been nice and my garden is coming along nicely.</div><div>------------</div><div>Yesterday, when I was getting ready for work, I picked out a shirt I haven't worn often.</div><div></div><br /><div>It was going to be a bit warm that day, so I opted to just wear the shirt and not a T-shirt underneath.</div><div>BAD IDEA!!!</div><div></div><br /><div>This particular shirt has a nice embroidered pattern running from top to bottom on both side of it.</div><div>Unfortunately, this pattern runs right down over my hairy man-nipples and the thread they use is some sort of nylon.</div><div>So as I'm wearing the shirt, it's like having sandpaper rubbed over my nips every time I move.</div><div></div><br /><div>I discovered my mistake about an hour after wearing it, so I tried to minimize my movements until I could break away at lunch.</div><div>As soon as it was noon, I darted out the door and over to Target to pick up some T-shirts.</div><div></div><br /><div>Ahhhhh..... I was doing much better after there was a thin cotton barrier between me and the torture shirt.</div><div></div><br /><div>Today I wore a much more sensible (and less pain-inducing) shirt for work.</div><div>My sore nipples are thanking me.</div><br /><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576308584652863765-3964965125379249813?l=ferretnick.blogspot.com'/></div>Ferretnickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11261512329615907191noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576308584652863765.post-7087002258609320582009-06-26T16:22:00.000-07:002009-06-27T08:33:14.771-07:00Going REAL Old SkoolHeh! <div><div><div><div>Here's a game I bet <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nHGOl-jfUK0">NOBODY expected</a>:</div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SkVcGX0g0-I/AAAAAAAADPM/0vjWnr10sr4/s1600-h/mario.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 297px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351784996742943714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SkVcGX0g0-I/AAAAAAAADPM/0vjWnr10sr4/s400/mario.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div>(found via <a href="http://superpunch.blogspot.com/2009/06/ivan-dragos-punch-out.html">Super Punch</a>)</div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div>You can find a whole bunch of other "classic" video games <a href="http://gizmodo.com/photogallery/ancientvideogames">here</a>.</div><div>A couple of other good ones:</div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SkVb9h0anbI/AAAAAAAADO8/FfwgFAY696w/s1600-h/bard+hero.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 148px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351784844808068530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SkVb9h0anbI/AAAAAAAADO8/FfwgFAY696w/s200/bard+hero.JPG" /></a> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SkVb9xIshyI/AAAAAAAADPE/8ReycbIUZvs/s1600-h/DDAR.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 146px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351784848919660322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SkVb9xIshyI/AAAAAAAADPE/8ReycbIUZvs/s200/DDAR.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div> </div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576308584652863765-708700225860932058?l=ferretnick.blogspot.com'/></div>Ferretnickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11261512329615907191noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576308584652863765.post-78099801473964638912009-06-23T12:21:00.000-07:002009-06-23T12:49:39.109-07:00Greatest Rock Song Ever?Probably not, but a classic nonetheless.<br /><br />I mean what other song includes the following?:<br />grinding guitars, a funky bass line, pounding drums, flutes, a <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hammond_organ">Hammond organ</a>, an accordian, whistling, gibberish lyrics, and... yodeling.<br />Yes, yodeling.<br /><br />None other than the epic "<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hocus_Pocus_(song)">Hocus Pocus</a>" by the band Focus.<br />Oh sure, <a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;sql=11:3ifqxqe5ldse~T1">Jethro Tull</a> might've used flutes but did they yodel? No, they didn't. So there.<br /><br />The song is pretty crazy <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NGaVUApDVuY">as it is</a>, but they played it even faster when they <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bpV5InLw52U">performed it live</a>.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576308584652863765-7809980147396463891?l=ferretnick.blogspot.com'/></div>Ferretnickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11261512329615907191noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576308584652863765.post-71069319532567575302009-06-22T12:29:00.001-07:002009-06-22T12:57:30.498-07:00Waste. Of. Space.Howdy! <div><div><div>How was your Father's Day? (if you celebrated, that is)</div><div></div><br /><div>Mine was spent practically all day on the couch doing nothin'. For reals.</div><br /><div>I got up and fed the cat, then went outside to fill up the birdfeeders and parked my butt on the couch after that.</div><div></div><div>I watched "<a href="http://www.silentera.com/DVD/manWhoLaughsDVD.html">The Man Who Laughs</a>", a couple of cartoons, and then spent the remainder of the day playing video games. Or rather, one video game called "<a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00000IM2T/ref=s9_simp_gw_s0_p63_i1?pf_rd_m=ATVPDKIKX0DER&amp;pf_rd_s=center-2&amp;pf_rd_r=1MJTHYCBRVZG9D25TH47&amp;pf_rd_t=101&amp;pf_rd_p=470938631&amp;pf_rd_i=507846">Legend of Legaia</a>".</div><div></div><br /><div>It's an old <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/PlayStation">PS1</a> game, so it's been around for a while now. I started it about 3 years ago and play for a few hours, then put it away and don't touch it for months. (The last time I played it was over a year ago).</div><div>I've gotten most of the way throught it and thought I should finally finish it so I could get it done.</div><div>I spent most of the day on the couch in my PJ's playing it.</div><div></div><br /><div>I got stuck in one level and was constantly retracing my steps getting nowhere for about 3-4 hours. I finally gave up and looked online for a "walkthrough" to help me get out of that level.</div><div>It worked, and I thought I was done (or as close to it as possible) when it said I still had a bajillion more 'quests' to complete. Oh great.</div><div>I found a 'save spot' and turned it off for the day. My brain had turned to pudding by that point.</div><br /><div></div><div>I think tonight I'll skip the gaming (or at least that one) and try to be more productive at the house when I get home.</div><br /><div>It's not like there isn't laundry and dishes to clean and they ain't gonna wash themselves.</div><div> </div><div>--------------------</div><div> </div><div>The day before, I got up early to to see Hotness out the door.</div><div>She was heading back to Montana to take care of her mom's business now that she passed away.</div><div></div><br /><div>I shuffleded around for a bit before going out to run an errand, and then I spent the early part of the afternoon with my good friend Imperfect and his kids.</div><br /><div>We went to the hardware store, grabbed some Mexican food for lunch, and played with the kids for a while.</div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/Sj_hJoOZ7cI/AAAAAAAADOk/nfEgkGKIqAw/s1600-h/0620091301a+(Medium).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350242437872348610" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/Sj_hJoOZ7cI/AAAAAAAADOk/nfEgkGKIqAw/s200/0620091301a+(Medium).jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/Sj_hJSxKzsI/AAAAAAAADOc/U3fm9U-hR1U/s1600-h/0620091300a+(Medium).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350242432112578242" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/Sj_hJSxKzsI/AAAAAAAADOc/U3fm9U-hR1U/s200/0620091300a+(Medium).jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/Sj_hJiw20lI/AAAAAAAADOs/G6h624wZkJI/s1600-h/0620091302+(Medium).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350242436406235730" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/Sj_hJiw20lI/AAAAAAAADOs/G6h624wZkJI/s200/0620091302+(Medium).jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div>"Uncle Ferretnick" was pretty tired and started to fall asleep on their couch, so I took off for home where I had a nap with the cat.</div><div></div><br /><div>I got up around 5:00 p.m. and called my neighbor to see if he wanted to get together and watch a movie.</div><div>I went over to his place and we watched "<a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1205489/">Gran Torino</a>".</div><div></div><br /><br /><div>That was pretty much all I did this weekend. Nothing productive.</div><div>Totally a waste of space on the couch.</div><br /><div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576308584652863765-7106931953256757530?l=ferretnick.blogspot.com'/></div>Ferretnickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11261512329615907191noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576308584652863765.post-41714753239926151042009-06-18T09:56:00.000-07:002009-06-18T10:07:17.726-07:00Rawr, Baby!<div><div><div><div>Today is Hotness's 40th birthday today!</div><div></div><br /><div>I don't have anything embarrassing to post about her, so instead I'll just put up some pictures of her and say...</div><div><strong>HAPPY BIRTHDAY</strong> my little sugar pickle!!!</div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/Sjpz6Bihx_I/AAAAAAAADOM/zHfZp2T11yw/s1600-h/IMGP0988+(Medium).JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348714948138747890" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/Sjpz6Bihx_I/AAAAAAAADOM/zHfZp2T11yw/s200/IMGP0988+(Medium).JPG" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/Sjpz6dblPwI/AAAAAAAADOU/TeUQCq_osXQ/s1600-h/IMGP1426+(Medium).JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348714955625807618" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/Sjpz6dblPwI/AAAAAAAADOU/TeUQCq_osXQ/s200/IMGP1426+(Medium).JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/Sjpz57e2vuI/AAAAAAAADN8/8si5tpja_Vg/s1600-h/Hotness+at+parade.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348714946512731874" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/Sjpz57e2vuI/AAAAAAAADN8/8si5tpja_Vg/s200/Hotness+at+parade.JPG" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/Sjpz6AMFhHI/AAAAAAAADOE/3m0P12mY9G0/s1600-h/two+hams.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348714947776185458" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/Sjpz6AMFhHI/AAAAAAAADOE/3m0P12mY9G0/s200/two+hams.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>You're my favorite <a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=cougar">cougar</a>! Rawr!</div><div> </div><div> </div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576308584652863765-4171475323992615104?l=ferretnick.blogspot.com'/></div>Ferretnickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11261512329615907191noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576308584652863765.post-3369105454335720172009-06-17T12:35:00.000-07:002009-06-17T13:40:40.177-07:00Slow-cooked Pulled PorkGot another recipe for you all... if you're interested.<br /><br />I'm not big on measuring things. I just kind of "wing it" as I go along but I'll try to give you some measurements to use for this.<br /><br />I made some BBQ pulled pork the other night and posted about it on my <a href="http://www.facebook.com/people/Tom-Miller/1542263457">Facebook</a> page.<br />Not everybody reads that, so I'm putting the recipe on here for you in case you want to try it out.<br /><br />You'll need:<br /> <strong>Pork Shoulder</strong> (you can use bone-in, but boneless makes it easier to "pull" after it's cooked)<br /> How much to use? Well, for this recipe... make a fist with your hand. Now get about 2 - 3 times that size in pork shoulder meat.<br /> <strong>Barbecue Sauce</strong><br /> You can use what ever kind you like. Or <a href="http://www.cooks.com/rec/search/0,1-0,homemade_bbq_sauce,FF.html">make your own sauce</a>... it's pretty easy.<br />For this recipe I used the cheapest kind I could find. (It was on sale at <a href="http://www.fredmeyer.com/Pages/default.aspx">Fred Meyer</a> for under $1 a bottle)<br /> <strong>Onion</strong> (I used a regular yellow onion)<br /> <strong>Spicy Brown Mustard </strong>(or you could use stone-ground mustard)<br /> <strong>Red Pepper Flakes</strong> (the kind you shake onto pizza)<br /> <strong>Buns or Rolls</strong> (your choice as to what kind to use. They're just for putting the pork on to make a sandwich with)<br /><br />1. In a <a href="http://www.amazon.com/s/qid=1245269276/ref=sr_nr_seeall_4?ie=UTF8&amp;rs=&amp;keywords=crockpot&amp;rh=i%3Aaps%2Ck%3Acrockpot%2Ci%3Agarden">crockpot</a>, pour a little bit of the sauce (enough to cover the bottom but not more than 1/4 inch deep) and then place your pork inside the pot.<br />2. Thinly slice your onion and put it on the pork. (You can use as much or as little onion as you please. I maybe used about 3 Tbsp. Just be sure to make it really thin when you cut it.)<br />3. Then pour some BBQ sauce on top of the pork, just enough to cover it and toss in some red pepper flakes (again... as much or as little as you'd like. More to make it hotter, less to just give it a little heat).<br />4. Squirt some mustard on top (about 2 Tbsp) and stir everything with a big wooden spoon just to get it all mixed up good.<br />5. Turn the crockpot to "low" and let it cook all day (at least 7-8 hours)<br /><br />The meat should fall apart by that point and any fat from the meat will have cooked out leaving you nothing but BBQ marinated pork meat..<br />Take out the larger chunks of meat and shred (a.k.a. "pull") them with a couple of forks until you have it all nicely shredded.<br />Serve it on your choice of rolls or buns with some extra BBQ sauce, mustard, or whatever condiments you prefer. You can even put a slice of cheese on it if you want.<br /><br />I'm sure those of you who like beer can find something worthy to accompany this.<br />I, myself, prefer an ice-cold <a href="http://www.mikeshard.com/age_gate.php">Mike's Hard Lemonade</a>.<br /><br />This recipe will fill a 3-4 quart crockpot about 1/3 of the way and you'll get about 10 - 12 "hamburger bun"-sized sandwiches with this amount.<br />You can always increase the amounts if you want to make more.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576308584652863765-336910545433572017?l=ferretnick.blogspot.com'/></div>Ferretnickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11261512329615907191noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576308584652863765.post-48286605180900968472009-06-15T09:36:00.001-07:002009-06-15T10:04:18.963-07:00After A Long Wait, It's Finally Over<div>On Sunday morning (shortly after midnight) Hotness's mom passed away.</div><div></div><br /><div>She'd gotten a call on Friday afternoon from a family friend saying that her mom might not make it through the next few days, so we'd been waiting for this call to happen.</div><div></div><br /><div>It's kind of surreal at the moment. She's gone and will no longer be a part of either of our lives, but in a sense she had left a while ago when the cancer started taking over so it really isn't a shock.</div><div>On the other hand, she lived a lot longer than anyone expected so for her to finally be gone is a relief (that she's no longer suffering) and very sad (that she is actually gone).</div><div></div><br /><div>I joked about her on here, but it was because I cared about her.</div><div>I'd call her occasionally to check in on her and make her laugh. When she got too sick to answer the phone, I really didn't get to talk to her much any more.</div><div>The <a href="http://ferretnick.blogspot.com/2009/05/hallmark-has-card-for-everything.html">cards I sent her</a> (on Hotness's last visit) helped brighten her day and she kept them next to her in the nursing home so she could read them over and over again.</div><div></div><br /><div>I didn't get to tell her "goodbye", but I'll never forget the first time we'd said "Hello" to each other.</div><div>I'd gone back with Hotness for her 10-year High School reunion, and stopped by her mom's to let he know we arrived.</div><div>The first thing she said to me was, "Oh! You'll like my friend Don. He's chubby too."</div><div>I just smiled as Hotness freaked out that her mom said that to me.</div><div>I said later that "if that's the worst I have to deal with from her, I think things will be okay".</div><div></div><br /><div>And they were.</div><div>In the years after that, I looked forward to seeing her and joking around with her. We'd exchange email. And I'd make her laugh until she turned red and tears rolled out of her eyes.</div><div></div><br /><div>I'll miss her.</div><div>Not as much as Hotness, obviously. But we were close. So close that she was referring to me as her son-in-law BEFORE Hotness and I were ever engaged.</div><div></div><br /><div>Rest in peace Jankamur.</div><div></div><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347600934385998770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SjZ-t46f27I/AAAAAAAADNs/ssPcTCkFnYw/s400/Janet_outside.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576308584652863765-4828660518090096847?l=ferretnick.blogspot.com'/></div>Ferretnickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11261512329615907191noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576308584652863765.post-79534647074311171812009-06-12T12:21:00.000-07:002009-06-12T12:58:45.949-07:00Feeling A Bit ArtsyNothing new to report.<br />I had some pictures on my camera and wanted to share them was all.<br /><br /><br />First up... some sidewalk art from downtown last week:<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SjKsBaiN_MI/AAAAAAAADNU/Ff-OWGRogTU/s1600-h/CHALK+ART.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346524847944891586" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SjKsBaiN_MI/AAAAAAAADNU/Ff-OWGRogTU/s200/CHALK+ART.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />And this:<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SjKsBkF8E0I/AAAAAAAADNc/U_JP17serxQ/s1600-h/DEW+DROPS.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346524850510631746" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SjKsBkF8E0I/AAAAAAAADNc/U_JP17serxQ/s200/DEW+DROPS.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />I just thought these dew drops looked really cool the way they formed on the blade off grass like that.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Bonus!<br />Here is a picture I took this morning of the strawberries growing on my deck.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SjKsBvXPL7I/AAAAAAAADNk/HNKn3dLXNSc/s1600-h/STRAWBERRIES.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346524853535977394" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SjKsBvXPL7I/AAAAAAAADNk/HNKn3dLXNSc/s200/STRAWBERRIES.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />They're almost ripe. I can't wait!<br />I'm going to celebrate by either having them on a bowl of cereal of making a <a href="http://www.webtender.com/db/drink/292">daiquiri</a>. (I guess it depends on how many ripe ones I have at the time)<br /><br /><br /><br />By the way, all these pictures were taken with my <a href="http://www.lge.com/products/model/detail/env(vx9900).jhtml">phone</a>.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576308584652863765-7953464707431117181?l=ferretnick.blogspot.com'/></div>Ferretnickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11261512329615907191noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576308584652863765.post-46723265775139723732009-06-10T16:21:00.000-07:002009-06-10T16:35:19.944-07:00Drink Up!<div>You've maybe heard about it, but somebody is actually marketing the stuff now.</div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SjBC6Dg2mfI/AAAAAAAADNM/Dg0fFDoDFo8/s1600-h/800x600_Bacon+vodka.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345846322831727090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SjBC6Dg2mfI/AAAAAAAADNM/Dg0fFDoDFo8/s320/800x600_Bacon+vodka.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div><a href="http://www.bakonvodka.com/index.php?section=home">Bacon Vodka</a></div><br /><div></div><div>I'm really not sure if I should be intrigued or repulsed by this.</div><div>On the one hand, their recipe for a "<a href="http://www.bakonvodka.com/index.php?section=recipes">Bacon Mary</a>" sounds pretty good.</div><div>But I'm not totally sold on bacon-flavored alcohol.</div><div></div><br /><div>Sure it's the world's most perfect food.</div><div>But when other foods are 'flavored' to taste like bacon... it doesn't always <a href="http://www.mcphee.com/items/11706.html">turn out so well</a>.</div><div></div><br /><div>The good news (<em>if you want to call it "good"</em>), is that you can find it <a href="http://www.bakonvodka.com/index.php?section=float&amp;page=where">locally here in Washington</a>.</div><div>So if you're the adventurous type, go get some and tell me what you think.</div><div></div><div> </div><div>--------</div><div>In other news:</div><div>Haven't had a whole lot to talk about.</div><div>Our internet connection at home is still on the fritz, so Hotness is working on getting that fixed.</div><div></div><br /><div>We had dinner with Elwood and his wife a few days back.</div><div>BBQ burgers an bratwurst followed by "<a href="http://gutbustingames.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&amp;cPath=1&amp;products_id=1">Redneck Life</a>" and "<a href="http://www.twilightcreationsinc.com/zombies/zombies8.php">Zombies!!!: Jailbreak</a>"</div><div>It was a fun evening and we're looking forward to getting together with them again soon.</div><div></div><br /><div>That's all for now.</div><div>Be good to each other in the meantime.</div><br /><div></div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576308584652863765-4672326577513972373?l=ferretnick.blogspot.com'/></div>Ferretnickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11261512329615907191noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576308584652863765.post-8217735385084974482009-06-03T12:32:00.000-07:002009-06-03T12:36:40.958-07:00Life In The FutureMarvel at the astounding inventions that people will have in the world of tomorrow!<br /><br />A funny video about life in the year 2000 as if it were filmed back in the 50's.<br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GJjUVIIYptE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GJjUVIIYptE&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />(via the <a href="http://presurfer.blogspot.com/">Presurfer</a>)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576308584652863765-821773538508497448?l=ferretnick.blogspot.com'/></div>Ferretnickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11261512329615907191noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576308584652863765.post-49589274398911229892009-06-01T12:16:00.000-07:002009-06-01T16:32:31.512-07:00The Weekend In ReviewI have temporarily lost access to the interwebs from my house. Otherwise I'd have posted about what went on this weekend, you know.... while it was STILL the weekend.<br /><br />Oh well. Whatever.<br />Hotness will be coming back home tomorrow and she has all the info to call the people who can fix our connection. I'll just use my connection at work for now.<br /><br />So anywhoooo.......<br />Hotness took off to see her mom on Friday.<br />I came home that evening after work and picked up the mail. In the mailbox were my copies of <a href="http://ferretnick.blogspot.com/2009/05/mega-shark-vs-giant-octopus-update.html">Mega Shark vs. Giant Octopus</a> and <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mUjrG8gTmM0">Fanboys</a>.<br />I fed the cat. Got dinner for myself (some tacos! Yum!) and sat down to watch MSvsGO.<br /><br />Alright before I go into details, we ALL know that this movie isn't going to be the summer blockbuster to beat all blockbusters. It was a 'direct-to-video' release, fer cryin' out loud!<br />So my expectations were set low to begin with.<br /><br />The acting is cheesy, but Debbie Gibson (<em>or, Deborah as she's calling herself now</em>) does a fairly decent job. She's no great actress, but she actually does okay in this film.<br />Lorenzo Lamas plays a government jerk, so not much of an acting stretch for him.<br /><br />The story starts out kind of quick and takes off without a lot of explaining and quickly jumps from one scene to the next.<br />For example: Debbie Gibson is a marine biologist studying whales off the Alaska Coast. (And by the way... apparently <a href="http://animals.nationalgeographic.com/animals/fish/hammerhead-shark.html">Hammerhead sharks</a>, <a href="http://web.fccj.org/~dbyres/2011projects/eel.htm">moray eels</a> and <a href="http://www.peteducation.com/category.cfm?c=16+1928">hard corals</a> also can be found off the coast w-a-y up north there).<br />There's an accident... caused by the military, go figure... that releases the creatures.<br />After that we're suddenly in California looking at a dead, beached whale while an oil drilling platform is attacked off the Japanese coast. All of this takes place in about 24 hours.<br /><br />The one lone survivor from the Japanese attack is jailed in a FEDERAL prison, for reasons that never get explained, but yet he gets to talk to a civilian scientist about "what happened out there".<br />The prisoner draws a very detailed picture of the creature, despite it being night time when the attack happened and the entire oil platform crumbling and falling into the sea... with him on it.<br /><br />The military (ours, of course) is already out hunting down this rougue monster (even though they don't know what it is) and after just one attempt to kill it, decide that this is way beyond their field of expertise. (The U.S. Military backs down after trying... and failing.. to blow up a big shark in the middle of International waters?) now it's time to call in the "experts". Those of course being Ms. Gibson, her renegade biology professor and the Japanese scientist who got detailed descriptions of a creature he couldn't identify from a survivor that was being held in a FEDERAL prison and yet was able to fly to the United States to share the "classified" information.<br /><br />They discover something that "just might work" to capture the beasties and then they are off into the big wide Pacific Ocean to capture a shark that is big enough to take a bite out of the Golden Gate Bridge and can leap into the air to catch a jumbo jet.<br /><br />Anyway, you can see how this is going so I'll stop there.<br />It's dorky and hokey and everything you'd expect from something of this (low) caliber a film.<br /><br />One thing that really did bother me about the film, was the computer animation sequences were constantly recycled.<br />The used the same scenes every time they showed the shark. The octopus didn't have much of an appearance, but the few it had were also the same repeated scenes.<br />The submersible craft that they used in the beginning of the film to study whales looks exactly like the submersible craft that the military employs to hunt down the animals.<br />So that got old really quick.<br /><br />The movie is only 90 minutes long, so it only seems like you've lost years of your life watching it.<br /><br />After that movie was done, I popped in <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0489049/">Fanboys</a>.<br />This movie was laugh-out-loud funny. There are a metric ton of Star Wars references as well as other pop culture topics. There are also quite a few cameo appearances in it. For instance: William Shatner, Carrie Fisher, Ray Park, <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jay_and_Silent_Bob">Kevin Smith and Jason Mewes</a>, and a few others.<br />Also <a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0736622/">Seth Rogan</a> plays two roles in the film. One is a nerdy Star Trek "trekker" (NOT "trekkie!) and the other is a redneckish, Star Wars-loving pimp.<br /><br />It didn't get a lot of good reviews when it came out, so it didn't last long in the theaters. But it was definitely worth watching and a good way to make up for having seen the earlier DVD.<br /><br />-------------------------------<br /><br />On Saturday, I had a double-dose of the ballet. My niece (4 yrs. old, by the way) had her very first ballet recital early in the day. I went and watched her dance (or rather, she didn't after she got on stage and became too shy in front of everyone).<br />Then I hustled home to shower, shave, and get ready for the ballet in Seattle that evening.<br /><br />With Hotness being out of town I was left with an extra ticket. I had already purchased one extra because we we're bringing a friend with us, but now I had two.<br /><br />I talked her boyfriend into joining us for the evening. She really wanted him to go, but he was trying to avoid it if he could. He &amp; I texted back-and-forth and I talked him into going, after I told him the two of them could have my season ticket seats... for FREE.<br /><br />He kept it a secret from her about him going, and she didn't know about it until he got dressed and told her he was coming along. Needless to say she was happy.<br /><br />The ballet itself was a mixed bag of pieces.<br /><br />There was a contemporary dance. A more modern dance. And a classical dance. So really we got to see a little of everything. I won't bore you the details about the individual pieces and sum it up like this: The first one was contemporary and in my opinion, way too long. It was accompanied by a piano. At first it was nice but after a while the "plinky plinky" of the piano get to be irritating and the dances all seemed alike. This one just didn't interest me.<br /><br />The second one was very short and very modern. It involved only two dancers and was quite interesting to see them both interact.<br /><br />The last piece was more of a classical piece and ended with about 50 ballerinas on the stage at one time. Quite a spectacle to see!<br /><br />So the last two pieces more than made up for the hum-drum (in my opinion) of the first one.<br /><br />Afterwards the three of us walked to Dick's for a burger and to wait for traffic to clear out before we went to Pomodoro for appetizers and flaming desserts.<br />We ate and had a wonderful time.<br />When the evening finally ended, I think I got home shortly before 2 a.m.<br /><br />I slept in until the cat woke me up and then stumbled around the house for the better part of Sunday. I didn't really get anything accomplished, but it was nice to not have to be anywhere and just relax.<br /><br />That was pretty much my weekend.<br />How was yours?<br /><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576308584652863765-4958927439891122989?l=ferretnick.blogspot.com'/></div>Ferretnickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11261512329615907191noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576308584652863765.post-41214170259359118892009-05-29T12:16:00.000-07:002009-05-29T16:13:05.242-07:00Hallmark Has A Card For EverythingI'm a bachelor again this weekend.<br />Hotness took off this morning to spend time with her mother one more time.<br /><br />I used to call her mom every week or so (more often when the cancer started taking over) to just talk and make her laugh and to catch up on things that she wasn't sure she should tell her daughter. I'd filter the information and relay it to Hotness. (Her mom could be a bit dramatic, so it was always best to 'temper' what she had to say)<br />I haven't been able to do that in a while. In fact, the last time I got to talk to her was the weekend that Hotness and I got engaged (over a couple of months ago now). After that, her health got worse and she moved out of her house and into a nursing home for 24-hour care.<br /><br />I'd been meaning to send her a card to cheer her up and let her know I was still thinking about her, but things would side-track me and I'd never take time to do it.<br />So last night, before Hotness was going to leave for her trip, I went to the local <a href="http://www.hallmark.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/home%7c10001%7c10051%7c-1">Hallmark</a> shop to get a couple of cards for her to deliver for me when she got there.<br /><br />I looked and looked until I found what I thought expressed the feelings I wanted to convey.<br />One was a humorous card about surrounding yourself with friends. The other was a sympathy card, which is kind of weird to buy BEFORE someone is dead let alone give it to the person who is the subject of the sympathy... but whatever.<br /><br />I went up to the counter to pay and the cashier asked if I'd found everything I was looking for.<br />Instead of just saying "Yes I did. Thank you", I said "Well actually not quite, but these will do".<br />"Oh. Well can I help you find something more appropriate?" she asked.<br />"I don't know. It's kind of complicated. I was trying to find a card for my future mother-in-law who has terminal cancer. I don't think you have a card for anything like that" I replied.<br />She said, "As a matter fact, we do have a few cards that deal with sensitive subjects, including a few that relate to cancer. They're over here", and she directed me to an end cap with a few topical cards of diverse subjects.<br /><br />I didn't find quite what I was hoping to, so I stuck with the original two I had picked out.<br />But I'll be dipped in cheese fondue. They really DO have a card for every situation.<br />I think I'm going to have to make it a personal goal to come up with topics that Hallmark hasn't got a card for now.<br /><br /><br />In the meantime, I've got stuff to do while Hotness is away.<br />I have some planting to do at the old homestead, so that'll get me outside in the sunshine during the day.<br />On Saturday late morning I'm going to watch my niece perform in her first ballet dance recital. And that evening I have plans to go to the ballet in Seattle (our last one for this season) with a couple of friends since Hotness won't be here to make it this time.<br />I'm also expecting a couple of DVD's to arrive in the mail: <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1350498/">Mega Shark vs Giant Octopus</a> and <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0489049/">Fanboys</a>. If I'm lucky, they'll be waiting in my mailbox for me when I get home this afternoon.<br /><br />Some tacos, mojitos and two huge sea-beasties beating the crap outta each other. It's gonna be a good evening.....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576308584652863765-4121417025935911889?l=ferretnick.blogspot.com'/></div>Ferretnickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11261512329615907191noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576308584652863765.post-33225582826499082892009-05-23T14:38:00.000-07:002009-05-23T15:04:26.741-07:00Investments For SuckersRemember these?<br /><object width="340" height="285"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/goU8RedqKzE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/goU8RedqKzE&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"></embed></object><br />Some of my favorite lines from this clip:<br />Girl: "... and if the fad ever dies out..."<br />Boy: "Which we all know will NEVER happen!"<br /><br />Woman: "... and I found him. And he's uncut...."<br /><br /><br />Here's a <a href="http://blogs.pitch.com/plog/2009/05/and_you_thought_your_investmen.php">funny article</a> about them as well.<br /><br /><br /><br />Ha ha ha!!!<br />Good thing I'm <a href="http://www.trendgrinder.com/how-to-make-money-selling-comics-comic-books-as-an-investment/">investing</a> in <a href="http://www.comicbookbin.com/InvestmentingComic_Books001.html">comic books</a>. I'll never have to worry about <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Comic_book_collecting#The_speculator_boom">losing money</a> on them. They're a sure bet to my financial future!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576308584652863765-3322558282649908289?l=ferretnick.blogspot.com'/></div>Ferretnickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11261512329615907191noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576308584652863765.post-80130923898501734272009-05-22T08:42:00.000-07:002009-05-22T09:54:40.179-07:00" I Thought These Things Smelled Bad On The Outside"<div><div><div><div><div>Hey!</div><div>Remember this little nugget of joy from <a href="http://www.thinkgeek.com/">ThinkGeek</a> back on April 1st?</div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/ShbV_UA-hfI/AAAAAAAADMY/N5kzppLobXw/s1600-h/tauntaun-sleepingbag.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338689691975583218" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/ShbV_UA-hfI/AAAAAAAADMY/N5kzppLobXw/s200/tauntaun-sleepingbag.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/ShbWJXA_-TI/AAAAAAAADMw/g5ORaPs7lds/s1600-h/tauntaun-sleepingbag-embed3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338689864579676466" style="WIDTH: 166px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/ShbWJXA_-TI/AAAAAAAADMw/g5ORaPs7lds/s200/tauntaun-sleepingbag-embed3.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />It was only a joke, but a very well-received one. So much so that some folks were going to to even try and make their own 'cause they thought it was so cool.</div><div></div><div><br /></div><div>But check out this:</div></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338689941783245298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/ShbWN2nw8fI/AAAAAAAADM4/aEU2yovC-vs/s400/3545302665_818da6c98e.jpg" border="0" />Tiny frozen Luke inside a dead Tauntaun as a craft project.<br /><div>(more pictures <a href="http://www.mypapercrane.com/blog/?p=1153">here</a>)</div><br /><div></div><div>It's for an art gallery showing at the <a href="http://www.tatescomics.com/bearandbird/">Bear and Bird Boutique</a> in Florida this coming July.</div><div>The showing is called "Stitch Wars" and according to the site's description, it's a "<em>group art exhibition featuring amazing handmade goods inspired by the most fabulous space opera ever made</em>".</div><br /><div>I'm sold. Who wants to vacation in Florida during mid-July through August? (Wait... Summer in Florida? On second thought, I'll pass)</div><br /><div></div><div>(via <a href="http://superpunch.blogspot.com/2009/05/plush-tauntaun-with-frozen-luke.html">Super Punch</a> a few days ago)</div><br /><div></div><div>--------------------</div><div></div><br /><div>But wait! That's not all!</div><div></div><div>As if that wasn't enough geektacular news for you, check out this custom Nintendo Wii.</div><div>The case has been modified into a <a href="http://www.metroid.com/prime/">Metroid</a> Wii:</div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338690024001857266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/ShbWSo6NZvI/AAAAAAAADNA/ZFWnNJCJut8/s320/Metroid+Wii" border="0" /> <div></div><div></div>(Lots of different pictures of it <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/dr.ramon/metroidwii#">here</a>)<br /><br /><div>(also via <a href="http://superpunch.blogspot.com/">Super Punch</a>)</div><div> </div><div> </div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576308584652863765-8013092389850173427?l=ferretnick.blogspot.com'/></div>Ferretnickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11261512329615907191noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576308584652863765.post-42593297847970343522009-05-21T15:32:00.000-07:002009-05-21T15:47:31.067-07:00Mega Shark vs. Giant Octopus Update<div>On a whim I checked to see if Amazon.com had gotten more copies of the movie in.</div><div>They now list it as available for pre-order, instead of sold-out.</div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338410999762867906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 359px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/ShXYhSnnVsI/AAAAAAAADMQ/zXsTyEAnsK4/s400/megashark_large.jpg" border="0" /> <div></div><div></div><div>So I pre-ordered it.</div><br /><div>It should be released on next Tuesday (05/26/09) and I should have it in my stinky, sweaty hands about a week later. (I opted for free shipping, so they'll take their time getting it out to me).</div><br /><div></div><div>Whenever ya'll are ready for a triple-feature weekend of:</div><div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h7xqgf43ibk">Machine Girl</a></div><div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fa7ck5mcd1o">Mega Shark vs. Giant Octopus</a></div><div>and</div><div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bYdjTrRPPAI">Calamari Wrestler</a></div><br /><div>... you just let me know, okay?</div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576308584652863765-4259329784797034352?l=ferretnick.blogspot.com'/></div>Ferretnickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11261512329615907191noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576308584652863765.post-34695312527598006382009-05-21T08:16:00.001-07:002009-05-21T08:32:46.896-07:00Go On, Take The Money And Run<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/ShVz-66aRXI/AAAAAAAADMI/73TQqhR7QK8/s1600-h/bankroll.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338300458120922482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/ShVz-66aRXI/AAAAAAAADMI/73TQqhR7QK8/s320/bankroll.JPG" border="0" /></a> <div><a href="http://www.comcast.net/articles/news-odd/20090521/AS.ODD.New.Zealand.Bank.Blunder/">A New Zealand couple withdraw money and fled after the bank accidently deposits $10,000,000 NZ ($6.1 Mil U.S.) into their account</a>.</div><div></div><br /><div>They are believed to have left the country and Intrpol has been contacted to help in an International search for the two people.</div><div></div><br /><div>They might also want to call Billy Mack. He's a detective down in Texas and he knows just exactly what the facts is.</div><div>He won't let those two escape justice.</div><div>He also makes his living off of the people's taxes.</div><div></div><br /><div>I would think that both of them headed down South and are still running today.</div><div>If he hurries, he might catch 'em!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576308584652863765-3469531252759800638?l=ferretnick.blogspot.com'/></div>Ferretnickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11261512329615907191noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576308584652863765.post-52683052953929113522009-05-20T12:47:00.000-07:002009-05-20T13:42:15.771-07:00Something New To Look Forward ToHey There!<br />How ya'll been?<br /><br />I've been away from blogging 'cause there hasn't been anything to really talk about other than my "deck garden" than I'm slowing getting together.<br />This cool Spring weather is really making things difficult for my 'warm-weather' plants.<br />Ah well, I'll just keep plugging along and hope for the best.<br /><br />Hotness and I have one more ballet to attend for this season and then we're finished for this year. (Well, the 2008-2009 season anyway)<br />We're looking into getting tix for next season, but it's still kind of up in the air right now.<br /><br />However, I did get tickets for the 2009-2010 season of the <a href="http://www.seattleopera.org/">Seattle Opera</a>.<br />They have a big year planned, what with the "<a href="http://www.seattleopera.org/tickets/ring/">Ring" cycle</a> taking place as well this season.<br />Unfortunately I couldn't afford to include those performances with our subscription, but we are going to see three classics of Italian opera: <a href="http://www.seattleopera.org/tickets/production.aspx?productionID=75">La Traviata</a>, <a href="http://www.seattleopera.org/tickets/production.aspx?productionID=76">Il Trovatore</a>, and <a href="http://www.seattleopera.org/tickets/production.aspx?productionID=77">Falstaff</a>.<br /><br />I'm looking forward to all three, but especially <a href="http://www.musicwithease.com/verdi-il-trovatore.html">Il Trovatore</a>.<br />This one has most of the music that even the non-opera goers are familiar with, including the "<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RXFZckzjcKw">Anvil Chorus</a>". Plus our tickets for the weekend of my birthday!<br /><br />So you can look forward to reading my opera reviews as well as my ones from the ballet.<br />I know you all will be excited about that.<br /><br />In other news......<br />This trailer has been making the rounds on the interwebs:<br /><object height="252" width="400"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fa7ck5mcd1o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fa7ck5mcd1o&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="252"></embed></object><br /><br />It looks cheesy as all get-out but you know I'm going to be picking that badboy up.<br />It came out just yesterday on DVD and had already sold out when I looked on <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Mega-Shark-vs-Giant-Octopus/dp/B001UIY73C/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=dvd&amp;qid=1242851491&amp;sr=8-1">Amazon.com</a> for it.<br /><br />I'm already hoping there will be a sequel.<br />Where the octopus is a ninja and wields eight swords while fighting a <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bh7bYNAHXxw">shark with frickin' lasers on it's head</a>.<br />That'd be so cool!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576308584652863765-5268305295392911352?l=ferretnick.blogspot.com'/></div>Ferretnickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11261512329615907191noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576308584652863765.post-57756276256922386402009-05-13T16:41:00.000-07:002009-05-13T16:51:45.095-07:00Don't Tease Me, Bro!YES! <div><div>I don't care if I'm behind the times and this isn't really relavent to anyone anymore, but.....</div><div><a href="http://www.joystiq.com/2009/05/07/activision-finally-confirms-guitar-hero-van-halen/"><strong>Guitar Hero: Van Halen</strong> is fo' sho'</a>!</div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335459790493854370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SgtcaTXEKqI/AAAAAAAADL4/Z2HXbo8vFbo/s400/ghvh.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div></div><div></div><div>I only recently bought <a href="http://www.redoctane.com/Browse-by-Title/BBT-Guitar-Hero-Aerosmith;jsessionid=0a0108421f43bcda3fe555474b418e54876a74c0eefd.e3eTaxePaNqNe34Pa38Ta38Ob3j0">GH: Aerosmith</a> when the price dropped on it and I still haven't gotten <a href="http://www.redoctane.com/Browse-by-Title/Guitar-Hero-Metallica;jsessionid=0a0108421f43bcda3fe555474b418e54876a74c0eefd.e3eTaxePaNqNe34Pa38Ta38Ob3j0">GH: Metallica</a> 'cause... I just don't care, really.</div><br /><div></div><div>But the best band in the entire known universe is finally getting it's own video game.</div><div>I am so totally there when it comes out.</div><br /><div></div><div>Dave, Sam... it makes no never mind to me.</div><br /><br /><div>I *heart* VH</div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335459990159707042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 317px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/Sgtcl7LHS6I/AAAAAAAADMA/JYsZGtlm59k/s400/tora.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576308584652863765-5775627625692238640?l=ferretnick.blogspot.com'/></div>Ferretnickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11261512329615907191noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576308584652863765.post-8361020792763870482009-05-12T12:06:00.000-07:002009-05-12T12:53:21.060-07:00Garden Of Eatin'One thing I've always enjoyed doing, but never got to do enough of, was have a garden.<br /><br />I had one when I was a teenager, but never really had much luck with it.<br />It's not that I don't have a green thumb, I just didn't have a great location (very shaded) and the soil was pretty poor.<br />The plants never really did well, but it didn't stop me from trying anyway.<br /><br />I've been wanting to put in a garden at "Casa de Ferretnick" ever since we moved out there a few years ago.<br />This year, I'm finally starting to make that dream a reality.<br /><br />On Saturday, I planted a bunch of seeds in a <a href="http://www.acehardwareoutlet.com/(ybuuokryalen3u55hmzo1ivi)/ProductDetails.aspx?SKU=7099658">starter tray</a>.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SgnRxCJNTII/AAAAAAAADLI/ACKdfTAdtRg/s1600-h/0510091147+(Medium).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335025873916349570" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SgnRxCJNTII/AAAAAAAADLI/ACKdfTAdtRg/s200/0510091147+(Medium).jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SgnRxBz4JsI/AAAAAAAADLQ/fzGTdFCPukg/s1600-h/0510091148+(Medium).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335025873826883266" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SgnRxBz4JsI/AAAAAAAADLQ/fzGTdFCPukg/s200/0510091148+(Medium).jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I realize I'm kind starting it pretty late in the season, but they aren't going to grow by themselves. Uh... wait a minute. I guess they do.<br />Well, anyway you know what I mean.<br /><br />Instead of digging up the yard, though. I'm going to <a href="http://aggie-horticulture.tamu.edu/extension/container/container.html">container garden</a> everything and keep them up on my deck. They'll be safe from the deer and I can control pesky slugs a lot easier.<br />Plus, if I want something all I have to do is walk out on the deck and pick it. I don't have to go "out to the garden".<br /><br />I mostly planted a bunch of mixed salad greens but I also planted spinach, brussels sprouts, snap peas, green beans, radishes and tonight I'm planting some broccoli , green onions, and carrots.<br />I also planted some corn and mammoth sunflowers, although I'm planning on putting them in the ground at the south end of the house. I don't have any containers big enough for them.<br />Also, if I'm really lucky, I might even get some tomatoes this year as well.<br /><br />So with any luck my deck will be a festival of food as the summer gets closer.<br /><br /><br />In the meantime, the flowers I have planted around the place are doing nicely.<br />My Columbines along the walkway are really big this year.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SgnRxVl_T6I/AAAAAAAADLg/YxIJzwVvL8w/s1600-h/0510091155a+(Medium).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335025879137341346" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SgnRxVl_T6I/AAAAAAAADLg/YxIJzwVvL8w/s200/0510091155a+(Medium).jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />And my Bachelor Buttons are starting to break out in bloom finally.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SgnRxYIOvVI/AAAAAAAADLY/ltIKBqkpiL4/s1600-h/0510091155+(Medium).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335025879817829714" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SgnRxYIOvVI/AAAAAAAADLY/ltIKBqkpiL4/s200/0510091155+(Medium).jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />It's nice to come home after work and see all the color as I walk to the door.<br />And I'm especially looking forward to being able to make a salad from food I've grown on my deck.<br /><br /><br /><br />In other "garden" related news:<br />I didn't plant any of these<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SgnRxp9phdI/AAAAAAAADLo/dEX0qhZcZhk/s1600-h/0509090855+(Medium).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335025884605285842" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_juV31YwBJoU/SgnRxp9phdI/AAAAAAAADLo/dEX0qhZcZhk/s200/0509090855+(Medium).jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />But then, I didn't know you could get them from a greenhouse.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576308584652863765-836102079276387048?l=ferretnick.blogspot.com'/></div>Ferretnickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11261512329615907191noreply@blogger.com0