So, I have been curious about a bumper sticker I happened to see (on a Geo) a few days ago. 

Green lettering on a white background: “Oh no, not another learning experience.”

Am I missing something?  I understand what a learning experience is, and I suppose I could see why that would be somewhat dreadful…but sereously.  What is going on here?  I am just curious who thought that insightful or funny enough to broadcast to other motorists.  Maybe I need to brush up on my adages, but I am stuck wondering who would be rifling through bumper stickers, find that dandy, and decide that it would look nice on the ass end of his/her hatchback. 

Any feedback would  be appreciated.

I bet your average CET student could tell you that a cubic yard of crushed rock weighs roughly a ton.

Well there are approximately fifteen yards of the junk right there.

I think that is about 30,000 pounds Dave and I spread by hand.  Studying remedial math would beat the hell out of this type of work. 

I am sure a few of our more faithful readers (yeah, that is you John Bach…stop buying Grif and I shots of Beam) will remember this gem from a few months back.

Two Ford Fiestas in the McDonald’s parking lot. I was wondering what the odds of that occuring were exactly…pretty funny stuff.

Well, I can say with some confidence that this is less probable.

When I saw the blue Pontiac Trans Sport SE at our construction job site I got a good laugh. When the second Pontiac Trans Sport SE swung on in my reaction was more along the lines of “are you fucking kidding me.” Keep in mind that contractors and construction people in general usually tend to drive trucks, and that these two dudes have their goofy looking vans pulled into the lot with authority. Get real.

Hey everybody.  I picked up a copy of Filth and Foul’s newest album The 406ers this weekend. 

I have to say that I was surpised as hell at its quality.  I ended up running into Nick at the convenience store yesturday and spent some time bullshitting about the disk.  It turns out that DJ Bees has gone into religion and (I kid you not) is in Haiti dealing with people who claim to be possesed.  Weird.  Even so, the new album has some pretty tight content and a ton of shout outs.  I figured that it would be fitting to give Nick some publicity after listening to his work for the past few years and seeing his growth musically.  As luck would have it, our old buddy Kellyn Brown has already beat me to it with an article in the Chonicle.  Check it out…good looking out fellas.

You all can thank me later for this link.

 The Hoff

Again, courtesy of the Zigmeister.  David Hasselhoff is now apparently a music video star in addition to a world class actor.  Wow buddy. 

First off…big shout out to Shmeric.  It is nice to hear from you.  No big bounces of late, but it is only a matter of time before I get smoked in the face again.  Stay tuned. 

Now to the guts of this post.  Ziggy, aka Ziggy Mathews, aka Mr. Feeny’s student Corey Mathews, sent me this assinine link.  I think it may in fact be more ridiculous than the “Somewhere Over the Rainbow” vocalist. 

Chubby Pokemon Kid

I am somewhat  curious at my recent tendancy to give weird kids hell.  Whatever.

Yesturday was good one.  The Ohs boys, T-bone, Bailly, and I set out to retrieve a couch from Potosi Hot Springs, where T-bone works.  Potosi is conveniently located near Pony, home of the Pony Bar and good times in general. 

After loading the couch and setting up the manager’s DVD player (?) for some goddam reason, we set out to play bumper pool, shoot dice, tell lies, and drink beer.  Here is one of Pam the Man’s four cow-dogs looking very sophisticated outside the bar.  This photo is taken on Main, giving you an idea of how big Pony, MT is. 

Ben, Kelly and Eric O bellied up at the small side of the bar.  This is pretty standard for the bar.  We have a tie-dyed shirt next to a cowboy next to a Cats fan. 

After a few games of 21 aces (dice game for shots) the crew is getting loose.  Brian and I looking confused…Greggers, who is my favorite notary public, showing bouncerblog.com who is number one. 

T-bone and I looking amazingly sober.  And amazing in general.

Our plans were to get me to work and the rest of the crew to the Icedogs game by eight thirty which turned out to be closer to ten.  I ended up tieing Grif’s record by confiscating six IDs at work…not too bad.  I also captured some video footage of Pony’s resident grifter Evan (aka Bill Hill or Bill Hilly) freaking out to the jukebox that I will post when my FTP issues are resolved. 

 Either Kevin Federline is working for Westworks Construction, or I am looking like a serious dirt-ball.  I think my look is more along the lines of “I don’t recycle, and I will not likely recycle in the future.”

 I have been throwing around ideas to replace out banner for some time…trial one.  My Photoshop skills are notably less refined than Drew’s seem to be, but I got very close to what I was set out to create.  Kyle and I have some code to figure out, and I may have to throw in a watermarked image after all, but there you go.  New header beta version 1.1. 

This is pretty amazing.  robotic roach

Essentially what you are looking at is a cockroach with its antennae sliced off and replaced with a set of neural stimulators. These are triggered by means of photo receptors, stimulated by different series of LED combinations. In reaction to the lights the roach moves the platform front or back and left or right by walking on the trackball. This whole mess becomes a robot with a living component. Weird stuff.

So this might be your fossil fuel alternative, Biddy. Maybe your grandkid’s grandkids will be “driving” genetically souped up ostriches outfitted with brain interfaces…I don’t know. Maybe your grandkid’s grandkids will buy second hand emus for their highshool aged kids with which they can back into other emus in parking lots.