So… My wife Just came back from China with a bag of dried out frogs. “Unfortunately” I’m not allowed to taste since it is a gift to C from her sister.
According to C eating a part of the intestines helps to keep you young. Somehow I missed the young looking 80 year olds last time I visited her hometown. I’ll make sure to spot them next time around.
It had to happen, but not sure it’s entirely a good thing:
By accident, I fell over a blog post on Phoenix New Times that felt oddly familiar.
Is it just me, or does my rant against sandals for men, somehow have a slight resemblance to this one? It uses that same picture that I refer to in my rant, which initially set me off. Note that my original entry is from 2006, while the other one is from 2007.
Imho it always was one of the funnier and better written rants I did, so if the idea really is inspired/borrowed from me, I guess I should be honored.
… maybe theres something to see anyway.
Well I finally earned my hunting permit today after a nerve wrecking written exam and an equally scary practical test. Now I “just” need to pass the shotgun test and bowhunting exam to call myself a bowhunter. For all I know those will be easier to pass, so hopefully the worst part is over.
Of course no fat lady has sung yet (a happy fat man sang in the car home from hunting permit test though).
WP released an update, that fixed the problem, so I’m back to my old layout again. Yey!
….WordPress update 3.7 messed up my Mistylook theme.
The newest version of MistyLook doesn’t seem to solve the problem, which is why I currently have an odd layout. And even if I could upgrade, it’s not simple doing so at all, as I’ve altered both font color, header size and so on.
An interesting read can be found here.
For now, I decided to hide my kids pictures on my blog as well. Might reconsider.
…. your in-laws bring this home from a trip downtown:
I helped carry my wife’s rucksack into the house and got a distinctive rotten smell in my nose. My mother-in-law bought this pack of Durian wafers and had opened it slightly. Neither my wife, nor my father-in-law likes them or the smell. I decided that I didn’t need to taste to know I don’t like them.
After 5 minutes I had to drive and do grocery shopping. Even though the wafers was gone when I returned, the kitchen still reeked.
Disclaimer: I’m not paid to do this review. I only wrote it because I had a hard time finding a proper review on the net myself. So hope this will be helpful to other potential buyers.
I’ve been wanting to upgrade my old low budget stabilizer for some time. Browsing around the net for last week I decided that since I own a Hoyt CRX 32 bow, a stabilizer with side balancing capabilities was not needed. The Hoyt CRX 32 has an offset position for the stabilizer, thus making the feature to counterweight the bow quiver with offset stack weights pretty much irrelevant to me. I also wanted a stabilizer that was straight and looked good. And with that said, I know taste is different. Continue Reading »
So…. I took up bow-shooting again.
Seems to go well, besides the few bad habits I need to get rid off. Pretty much haven’t shot a bow for 20+ years, so can’t complain.
I’ve had my old compound-bow lying around since what I guess must have been around 1990. Still in decent condition, but with no working arrows. I thought about starting again for a long time, but time was never right. March this year, I decided that doing nothing but work and watching kids was killing me slowly off. It was time.
So I got the bow checked up and got new arrows. The bow (a PSE FireFlite Express) was top of the line back it its day, and for some reason I thought it was still decent. Apparently 20 years go by faster than I want to admit, or else I am just stupid or in denial. The jury is still out on this one. Continue Reading »
There are plenty of stuff to write about, but only fractions will be fitting to write about here. :-)
I worry that hearing a really stupid and pointless facts accidentally will replace something important and valuable from my memory.
Like hearing that Justin Biebers fans are called beliebers. Wonder what that inane fact replaced?…. Guess I’ll never know. Sorry for putting it into your brain too.
Someone ought to be in charge of keeping these things of the public media. But the again, who want’s a worldwide great firewall anyway. Still, sometimes its funny to toy with the thought.