Sunday, January 30, 2011

The Windy City

This was so cool. Recently I took the kids to the Connecticut Science Center in Hartford. My son is a big fan of robots and all things science so we decided to check it out. A good time was had by all but the thing that took the cake was the wind tunnel booth that replicated hurricane force winds. It ramped the wind up to 78 M.P.H. Some kids might have found that kind of force scary but as you can see from my daughter's face - it was pretty fun.

Friday, January 28, 2011

Supportive Husband Guy

OK - the sucking theme is over. I'm done toying with the fringes of the blogosphere.

Therefore for something completely different....I'm watching The Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood - and it sucks. Sorry, I couldn't resist. But I'm only watching it because I'm a supportive husband. See, my wife had a tough week at work and sometimes a lady just needs a chick flick. It's practically medicinal. So who am I to stand in her way? Besides, after this we have Smokey and the Bandit on tap. That Sally Field was cute as a button.

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Suck it Old Technology

If you're under 25 years old you've probably never seen one of these in person. It's called a Discman and it's a technological dinosaur. If you're a bit older you may remember owning one of these little gems. I dug this one out of the attic. The next stop is the trash.

I respect the wizards at Sony but this was a mistake. At the time we thought CD's were so great - a huge upgrade from cassette tapes - and so much smaller than LP's (that's "Long Playing" records for the youth readership). You could jump back and forth between songs easily, no bunched up tape, no warping. Genius right? Well maybe in a conventional CD player. In one of these contraptions though - totally sucky. Ant farts could make the freakin' thing skip. It was virtually impossible to listen to a whole CD without it jumping around. So thank you Steve Jobs. I love my iPod and I can't wait to see what  makes it the next hunk of plastic on the technology scrap heap.

Sunday, January 9, 2011

Suck it More Temperate Regions of America!

Hey San Diego (or Phoenix or Dallas or insert other sun shiny locale here) - Do you ever get to enjoy scenes like this? No, you don't. Take your 75 and sunny and shove it. We do that for a few weeks in May and then we move on here in New England. You know why? Because we bore easily. We need challenges. We like the change of seasons because we're adaptable and hearty. It keeps us on our toes. We have all kinds of crap to deal with what Mother Nature throws at us. We have rakes, snow blowers, lawn mowers...all sorts of gear up in this piece!

In New England we're like Batman (awesome) and all the temperate dwelling people are like Robin (boring) Instead of utility belts we have tool sheds. I actually had to shovel my way to my morning newspaper today. Some would say that sucks. I say it makes me a stronger person. It teaches hard work and delayed gratification.

Oh I suppose if I lived somewhere else I could slip on the flip flops and stroll to the end of the driveway to get my paper. But what kind of challenge is that? A few more inches last night and I would have had to fire up the snow blower to get to the end of my driveway. That's character building my friends.

Oh and San Diego did you notice the other thing in this shot...a covered bridge. We invented quaint here people! This particular place was so beautiful it nearly made me nauseous. After this picture was taken woodland creatures literally approached me and we soon befriended each other. A feast of nuts and grubs was enjoyed by all and I went home a happy New England man.

Saturday, January 1, 2011

I Suck, We Suck, We All Suck...Aren't Straws Great?!

I never realized that by putting "suck" in the title of a piece that  I could attract so many hits. My seminal work "Suck it Bobby Flay" is the most visited blog post to date. Therefore moving forward  I will try to incorporate thinly veiled sexual references in every one of my blog posts. My goal is basically to screw with every Croatian or Belgian perv looking for something shall we say...unseemly on the web. Instead they'll! I will be rescuing porn-addicted hearts and minds one at a time. Your welcome.