Casper is now at an age that I remember being really clearly - I remember lots about my 2nd grade year, the books I was reading, stuff I did. It's weird.
We had a Garmin nuvi GPS but it got stolen on Tuesday night (mr. flea accidentally left the car unlocked, and kept it in the glove box.) I am of mixed minds. I found using it very stressful at times ("recalculating", and I am really good with maps so found it disorienting often), but it was also useful for traveling places we've never been before. Not sure if we are going to replace it. We might try an iPod app instead, now that we have an iPod Touch.
My mail carrier will do almost anything to not bring a package to the house. I swear he has a mallet he uses to smash packages into mailbox, to the point that I had to replace one mailbox because he had so deformed it that it wouldn't stay closed. One day I'm going to go ass over teakettle bracing one foot against the mailbox post and pulling out packages.
I have a TomTom GPS, and I *love* it. I found a really good deal on a refurbished model at Amazon, which let me spend the extra $$ to get lifetime traffic & maps updates.
The killer feature for me (which Garmin may have as well, not sure) is the thing where it shows you what lanes you need to be in to make the next turn. For someone like me who doesn't drive very much, it's the only way I've ever been able to find the entrance to the Jackie Robinson or avoid accidentally winding up in the Battery Tunnel. (O HAI BROOKLYN HIGHWAYS U R CONFUZING AND BADLY SIGNED)
This just in: David Attenborough's
Life
is every bit as awe-inspiring as you would expect. We currently have duelling Vogelkop's bowerbirds, trying to impress the females with their artistic displays. The bird opting for a floral motif has beaten out his rival, who chose the bolder statement of a meticulously arranged pile of deer dung. (Alas, the striking dung skyline was compromised by the masses of fungi that subsequently sprouted from it.)
In conclusion, let me say that there is a fish that lives off the California coast called the sarcastic fringehead.
This is my local post office:
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Normally my reaction to something like this would be "Oh that poor postal worker, what could they have possibly done to deserve that kind of treatment??" but knowing where this took place? I can't blame the guy AT ALL. It really is that bad.
Jetpack! [link]
OK, technically it's really a "ducted-fan pack".
I have dreamed of owning a jetpack since I was a kid and now it looks as if my dream might come true. New Zealand-based Martin Aircraft Company plans to produce 800 recreational-use jetpacks per year. On just 5 gallons of gas you get 30 minutes of air time. At a top speed of 55 knots (63 miles per hour) it will get you where you want to go pronto but if you plan to buy one you’d better start saving now because one of these nifty flying machines will set you back $100,000.
there is a fish that lives off the California coast called the sarcastic fringehead.
I suppose this fish gets tired of being asked, "Are you being sarcastic?"
I suppose this fish gets tired of being asked, "Are you being sarcastic?"
Fortunately, it knows how to respond to such people: [link]
Yikes! That's a heck of a fish...
