Revenge of the Creep

Yes, it is another Christmas Tree, yet again before Thanksgiving.  Well, technically I am writing this at 12:15 AM, so yes it is Thanksgiving, but really it is really late Wednesday.  Either way, I haven't had turkey yet and haven't watched football, so it is not officially Christmas season yet.

This is part 4 of my 4 part series this year on my Christmas Creep.  It is clearly punishment.  This tree is at the residence where I am staying for a few nights in College Station.  I think it is mocking me.  It knows how I feel about early Christmas decorations.

The decorations are everywhere.  There is garland hanging around the living.  The table is decorated with a Christmas centerpiece.  There is no escape.  I vow not to let this stop me from writing again next year.  I will strike back with a vengeance.  

He did a nice job with the decorations, it is just too early.  I don't want to eat my Cajun fried turkey around a wreath.  I want it around the pine cones and leaves and weird hats with belt buckles on them.

Round 1 to the Creep.


*Taken with iPhone, 11/25

Stay Away from the Beyond!

This is a thingamobber.  Or a doohickey.

In reality, it is some sort of serving dish, I think.  I came across this at Bed, Bath, and Beyond a few weeks ago when doing a little last minute wedding shopping.  It was in the Beyond section.  If you can tell, and believe me, I know it is hard, it is supposed to resemble the sun or something like that.  Not sure.

The real question:  Who registers for this junk?  If you registered, please anonymously tell us below, as we need to know whose house to avoid so that we don't go blind. 

Now it is time for the eye popping moment.  This costs something like $150.  That is a new Blu-Ray player, which I guarantee will get a lot more use than this piece of crap.  By a lot more use, you will use it at least once, as I would be embarrassed to bring this out in public.  Ever.

Surely the designer was high, right?

97 Octane

Mmmmmmmmmm.   Admit it.  You read that with Homer's voice in your head.  If not, go back and read it.

This is the near complete of a Monster on Cayenne.  Steak, chicken, rice, black and refried, mix cheese, veggies, roasted garlic, lettuce, tomato, pic, salsa, guac, cilantro.  Damn fine meal.

This was taken after being told to take it for a TexAgs thread.  You see, they ran a daily drawing last year for a few months, and the winner was given a free burrito.  I did finally win, and decided to brag about my meal as I ate it.  Someone said to take a pic to prove it, so WA-LA!

I remember my first encounter like it was yesterday.  I was a sophomore in high school (10 years ago, dear God, allow me a minute to compose myself).  Ok.  So I was 16.  I was with my sister and her husband, up for final review.  We went to the location on Texas.  I didn't get much then, but as I became an expert it got bigger, up to today's standards.

Many visits since then, most of them to the original on University and the location in Clear Lake.  I have been to 11 locations in all now.  Not sure if that is a good thing or not.

The imitators are just that.  White rice does not belong on a burrito.  That is an Asian thing, which has no place in the burrito subculture.

It was delicious.


*Taken with HTC tilt, sometime in 2008

Ring of Fire

A bit mushy I know, but we were doing something one day and had the rings laying on the table so I set it up and took a shot.  I call it "Diamonds over gold in a meadow"

Ok so not really.  If I recall correctly I would burn myself later that evening with some fireworks.  Totally worth it.

Really this picture is just proof of my taking of random crap through the years.  Not saying this is crap, but you get the idea.  Maybe in a few years I will revisit, adding 3 new rings and creating my own version of the Olympics.  I'll pause so a few of you can get that one.


Ok, my Olympics would be more exciting though.  I am still lobbying for a Medley Ironman relay.  I don't know which country would compete well in that.  I obviously think we would, but as far as winning it, well, probably some snobby European country.

They gave us the plague.  Ring around the Rosie.


*Taken with Canon, 7/4/2008

It is now officially ridiculous

Part 3 of the n part series here.  I really wish I could say 3 of 3, but I know this isn't the case with Thanksgiving still a week away.  There will be more, I almost guarantee. 

This is a house next door to one of Nick's friends.  I first noticed the house about 2 weeks ago when I stopped by the friend's for a bit.   The friend's father, we will call him Dave, told me this occurs every year.  The family hires a professional to come out and put lights on, and it happens in early November every year.  The night I first observed the lights was apparently the first night they were actually turned on.

2 things.  First, I hate professional light displays in a neighborhood.  Part of the spirit is doing the lights yourself.  Second, why do you feel the need to then turn them on?  Dave said he doesn't even bother anymore, as there is no point.  Sadly, I agree.

Decorations like this have no character either.  Professionally done means your house will look like every other house on the street.  Somewhere, individuality dies a slow, but very bright death. 

Clark would be sad.


*Taken with iPhone, 11/16

Free Bear Hugs

Right now you are probably thinking "RUN AWAY"

That is one strategy.  Of course, if the bear out runs you, you are screwed.  Maybe don't do that one.  Unless of course, I don't like you.  Then please, try and out run the bear.

You could try and scare it away.  That works sometimes.  When it doesn't, well, sorry.

The only real answer is to fight the bear.  There are many ways to fight a bear.  The safest, most surefire way involves an automatic assault rifle.  I personally would not go into the woods without one.  If you find yourself without a gun, find a rock or something and try and bludgeon it to death before it rips your arm off.  Remember, weak spots are in the head, eyes, chest, and snout (nose for those of you not up to snuff). 

If you can quickly determine the bear is a male, then a swift kick to the nuts might work.  Of course if you are wrong, bye.  Also, the bear could catch your leg, and unless you plan on doing some serious karate, bye.

If all else fails, listen to Dwight.

There you have it.  I am glad we were able to have this little educational visit.  As always, I give out free bear hugs upon request.

*Taken with Sony,  6/22/2007

Take proper notes

It would seem that someone is frustrated with the conditions of our restroom at work.  I can not blame them, as they have a point about overloading the toilet.  It is amazing how much toilet paper ends up in some of these.  A lot of it comes from those that feel the need to place toilet paper around the entire seat, much like Mr. OCD from a few weeks ago.

The very bottom I think is a direct shot at Mr. OCD.  It is not readable here, but basically says that toilet paper will not protect you from germs or other things, and if you have any questions, please consult a chemist or your psychologist.  This was posted in both stalls, so I assume OCD saw this at some point today.

My coworker felt the need to add to it with a Poetry 101 lesson:  If you sprinkle when you tinkle be a sweetie wipe the seatie."  Also classic.  I am now accepting submissions via the comments of other classes we can include on using the toilet.  Perhaps an Ethics class on how to silently have explosive diarrhea, which really should be its own Olympic competition.

I must admit I was hesitant at first when informed of what was in the bathroom, but did go and check it out, quite worth it.

Now I just need to meet the mystery man and shake his hand, after we wash of course.

*Taken with iPhone, 11/17