So I've gotten into a nasty habit lately - I've been saying "Fail" when something funny happens or when someone does something stupid or actually does fail at something, like telling a terrible joke... 

The Adventures of Me... I'm Andy...
So I've gotten into a nasty habit lately - I've been saying "Fail" when something funny happens or when someone does something stupid or actually does fail at something, like telling a terrible joke... 


So, I hurt myself - I think that's been made clear by my injury list to the right... It's not that I'm clumsy (ok, sometimes it is) it's just that I tend to do activities that lend themselves to my getting hurt... and that's not likely to change...
At any rate, have you ever been startled and distracted simultaneously, so that your brain gets jumbled up with the wrong exclamation?? The other day I was putting together some of my recent race numbers in frames to hang on the wall, and I was using glue to keep them down because at the end of a race they're completely wrinkled... Well, forgetting that I had already glued one side of the thing, I reached out for it and my fingers immediately stuck to it like it was flypaper... If you don't know what that feels like, ask Matt...
Anyway, I wasn't expecting this, but I also wasn't fully paying attention because I was still concentrating on smoothing the thing out and, let's face it, I have a little bit of adult-onset ADD... The result of all this confusion was that I inexplicably shouted, "OW!" for no apparent reason... Thankfully no one was around, so I didn't have to explain that I was too retarded to know the difference between sticky and hurty...
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You know what I hate?? Air blowers that they have in restrooms instead of paper towel dispensers... I don;t know anyone who DOESN'T hate them, (except for the tree-huggers and really: are they even people??) And the thing is, the manufacturer knows that people hate them... That's why they find the need to label them to justify their existence: "These damn things save natural resources and are more sanitary than paper towels, blah blah blah..."
You know what also saves natural resources and is more sanitary than paper towels? A big sign that says "Please wipe your hands on your pants because we're too f---ing cheap to buy paper towels..." (And don't get me started on the thin-A&*, chicken-Sh#$ little toilet paper they have...)
Also, do you think motion-activated paper towel dispensers (the hi-tech environmentalists dream...) work for vampires? I hope so, because otherwise there are probably a lot of vampires out there who aren't washing their hands after using the bathroom... On the other hand, maybe that's why they wear capes...
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I don't understand the system we use for deciding what foreigners are supposed to be called... Why do we have Australians, Italians and Brazilians, but not Japanians, Mexiconians or Portugalians??
So I just wanted to show off the latest round of pictures of the progress we've made at the Felt place -
It should be noted that this work was all done over the July 4th weekend... Yup... Dedication, homes...
This is Matt taking off the old door - you can't really get a good sense of the door, but if you look at it (the old door, that is) and start thinking "Man, this door really doesn't belong on a house, yet there's something fitting and familiar about it..." that's because we've all seen them before... on portable classrooms...
This is the new door... much much improved... and that's also Paul's big fat head in the way...
We also reframed most of the windows today... we took out the ones (yes, plural) that were leaking and replaced them, re-caulked them and then expanded caulked them... This is Ryan doing what his very vast technical expertise allows him to do... scrape caulk off the old windows...
This is the result of Joe and Ryan's caulkjob - see how it's all messy and spread around - apparently they don't aim right with their caulk, they just leave it to go all over the place, which we'll have to come and clean up later... although once that caulk gets on something, it's never really the same...
And this is the expanding foam that we used to seal the windows from the inside... it's like Slimer's special caulk...
We finished replacing both the bedroom floors...
And the kitchen floors, minus the part where the plumbing has to be moved to make the new and exciting kitchen from which Kellie will cook many delicious meals for vagrant, umarried friends...
And this was all Tim (Kellie's dad) - he framed in an entire bathroom and closet in Taylor's room all by himself - and when I say all by himself, that's exactly what I mean - according to him he's going to make sure Taylor's room is the best in the house, and I believe him...
So next steps are basically kitchen, plumbing, bathroom, then its the easy stuff like floors and sheetrock - its coming along!!
So a while ago I got this handy counter for my blog, provided by BlogStats that basically records the traffic going to and from your web site -
So last night we went to see Public Enemies at midnight - TOTALLY worth it - I won't do a whole movie review thing, suffice it to say that it was awesome, and, as Matt was saying last night and I can't agree with more, it was nice to take a break from the special effects-laden summer blockbusters... The thing was amazingly acted (Batman's weak southern accent aside) and I really can't even describe how phenominal Johnny Depp was... GO SEE IT...




So as most of you know, I've been working on one or another blog entry for a while, meaning basically I put an idea into a tentative post, to go back and develop later when I have nothing else to blog about...


Wild Monkey: Hey man, where you been?
Test Monkey: Dude, I got tranq'd and carted off to a shampoo testing lab.
Wild Monkey: Fo' realsies? That sounds terrible...
Test Monkey: Yeah, I got shampoo'd like six times a day - I smelled like freaking strawberries and wildflowers...
Wild Monkey: Man that sucks...
Test Monkey: Yeah, and that was bad enough, but then some new guy smeared shampoo in my eyes. My EYES - can you believe it?.
Wild Monkey: Wow.
Test Monkey: I know - it's like... read the checklist bro!! Anyways, I had enough of that, so I escaped. So... what happened to your leg?
Wild Monkey: Cheetah ate it.
Test Monkey: Bummer.

Chin Bruise - HEALED
Soccer vs. Dye-Hards
Bruised Right Hand Knuckles - HEALED
Whitewater Rafting
Sore Ass and Ankles - HEALED
Demolition at Robbie and Amanda's
Cut Right Index Finger - HEALED
Shooting Guns with Cooley
Bruised Shoulder - HEALED
Camping at Emigrant Gap
Bruised Ass - HEALED
Soccer vs. Sweden
Bruised (purple) Ear and Left Cranium - HEALED
Raspberry Left Leg - HEALED
Bruised Left Bicep - HEALED
Bruised Right Small Finger - healing