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Showing posts with label WTF?. Show all posts
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Wednesday, April 23, 2008 Pavement Scrape
Friday, April 04, 2008 The Pinocchio Effect
I found this little experiment on WikiHow. I wonder if it will work for a penis as well??? Hmmm... I'll have to run a clinical study this weekend...
How to Experience the Pinocchio Effect
Pinocchio!The Pinocchio effect, named after the fictional puppet-turned-boy of the same name, is a tactile illusion, an illusion that uses your sense of touch to "trick" your brain. Such illusions are remarkable because they challenge what we think we know about our perception of the world. Want to expand your nose and your mind? Try it out.
1. Arrange two chairs, one right behind the other. The chairs should both be facing the same direction.
2. Sit in the rear chair and have a friend sit in the chair in front of you.
3. Blindfold yourself or keep your eyes shut throughout the exercise.
4. Have your friend guide one of your hands to his or her nose. It will probably be easier to use your dominant hand for this part.
5. Bring your other hand up to your own nose.
6. Tap and stroke your friend's nose. Hopefully you're good friends, as this can seem a bit weird. Randomly alternate between tapping your friend's nose and lightly stroking it, as though you're trying to communicate with Morse Code. The more random your movements, the more likely you'll feel the Pinocchio effect. Be gentle.
7. Tap and stroke your own nose with identical movements. As you're tapping and stroking your friend's nose, use your other hand to reproduce the taps and strokes on your own nose. Try to synchronize the movements of your hands as closely as possible.
8. Continue for 30 seconds to a minute. After a while, you may start to feel as though your nose is three feet long (hence the name Pinocchio effect) or that your nose is somehow no longer connected to your body. Try it a couple times if it doesn't work the first time, and make sure the movements of your two hands are as identical as possible. If it still doesn't work, don't worry: about 50% of people can feel the Pinocchio effect, and you may be one of the other 50%.
How to Experience the Pinocchio Effect
Pinocchio!The Pinocchio effect, named after the fictional puppet-turned-boy of the same name, is a tactile illusion, an illusion that uses your sense of touch to "trick" your brain. Such illusions are remarkable because they challenge what we think we know about our perception of the world. Want to expand your nose and your mind? Try it out.
1. Arrange two chairs, one right behind the other. The chairs should both be facing the same direction.
2. Sit in the rear chair and have a friend sit in the chair in front of you.
3. Blindfold yourself or keep your eyes shut throughout the exercise.
4. Have your friend guide one of your hands to his or her nose. It will probably be easier to use your dominant hand for this part.
5. Bring your other hand up to your own nose.
6. Tap and stroke your friend's nose. Hopefully you're good friends, as this can seem a bit weird. Randomly alternate between tapping your friend's nose and lightly stroking it, as though you're trying to communicate with Morse Code. The more random your movements, the more likely you'll feel the Pinocchio effect. Be gentle.
7. Tap and stroke your own nose with identical movements. As you're tapping and stroking your friend's nose, use your other hand to reproduce the taps and strokes on your own nose. Try to synchronize the movements of your hands as closely as possible.
8. Continue for 30 seconds to a minute. After a while, you may start to feel as though your nose is three feet long (hence the name Pinocchio effect) or that your nose is somehow no longer connected to your body. Try it a couple times if it doesn't work the first time, and make sure the movements of your two hands are as identical as possible. If it still doesn't work, don't worry: about 50% of people can feel the Pinocchio effect, and you may be one of the other 50%.
Wednesday, April 02, 2008 All new for PS3!!!
I totally wish they made this!!! Sitar Hero would so rock!!!
Monday, March 31, 2008 Bathing with Bierko
I had the weirdest, yet kinda hot dream about Craig Bierko last night. (no details) And now this morning I find this:
Truly odd....
I didn't even know his name until this morning. I just remembered him from a couple episodes of Sex & the City & I saw a clip of him from Scary Movie 4 last night. Aha! That's how he showed up in the dream. Fucking Freudian. Also starring in my dream were my freaky neighbors, my Jason hockey mask, and some weird outdoor mall that was covered in snow (It kinda looked like the town in 30 Days of Night).... My dreams are just getting more & more random.
I had this rogue dream after laying back down from an early morning feline fracus. I was wakened at 4:00 to the sound of constant meowing & howling. I got up & could not find Zero, but could hear him LOUDLY. After looking in closets, bathrooms, & cabinets for about 10 minutes, I realized that he was inside the wall. INSIDE THE WALL!?! He must have got into the attic & made his way down into the walls. I had to get him out through an air return downstairs. My kids really need to stop pulling this kind of shit that early in the morning. Mondays are difficult enough without having to lose sleep for random canine & feline tomfoolery.
Truly odd....
I didn't even know his name until this morning. I just remembered him from a couple episodes of Sex & the City & I saw a clip of him from Scary Movie 4 last night. Aha! That's how he showed up in the dream. Fucking Freudian. Also starring in my dream were my freaky neighbors, my Jason hockey mask, and some weird outdoor mall that was covered in snow (It kinda looked like the town in 30 Days of Night).... My dreams are just getting more & more random.
I had this rogue dream after laying back down from an early morning feline fracus. I was wakened at 4:00 to the sound of constant meowing & howling. I got up & could not find Zero, but could hear him LOUDLY. After looking in closets, bathrooms, & cabinets for about 10 minutes, I realized that he was inside the wall. INSIDE THE WALL!?! He must have got into the attic & made his way down into the walls. I had to get him out through an air return downstairs. My kids really need to stop pulling this kind of shit that early in the morning. Mondays are difficult enough without having to lose sleep for random canine & feline tomfoolery.
Tuesday, March 25, 2008 Jesus Loves the Little Children
I don't even know what to think about this...
Monday, March 17, 2008 R.I.P. Easter Bunny
The Easter Bunny showed up early at my house last night. I was awakened around 4:00am this morning to my dogs shuffling around under my bed making a lot of crunching noises. When we got up to see what the hell was going on, we discovered them feasting on a rabbit that they had sectioned & strewn all under the bed. GROSS!!!!! I then had to clean up the entire mess, piece by piece. Now I'm so tired from lack of sleep & just grossed out from the horror of it all....
Note to self: No Easter basket for the dogs this year....
Note to self: No Easter basket for the dogs this year....
Tuesday, January 22, 2008 You say Potato, I say your full of Holy Sh*t
Pastor Renee Brewster reluctantly started making potato salad for church but was not entirely comfortable doing it, as Sister Frankie normally makes the dish. So she asked God for a sign, MyFoxOrlando.com reports.
"I was hesitant about making the potato salad because Sister Frankie makes the potato salad at church and I said, 'Lord, if it’s not for me to make potato salad then send me a sign.'"
Next she cut in half a potato and discovered it looked rotten. She only took a second look after her 10-year-old granddaughter said she saw an image of Jesus Christ on the Cross in the split potato.
On closer inspection, she saw the image, as well.
"That’s Jesus on the Cross. Just looking at it I don't have to convince," Brewster said.
She froze the potato heart and used the rest to make the salad, which was served during the weekly rescue mission.
Said Brewster: "I just want people to know God is still as real today as he was back then and he can show up anytime he gets ready."
This is almost as good as the Virgin Mary showing up as a nocturnal emission stain on my sheets.
"I was hesitant about making the potato salad because Sister Frankie makes the potato salad at church and I said, 'Lord, if it’s not for me to make potato salad then send me a sign.'"
Next she cut in half a potato and discovered it looked rotten. She only took a second look after her 10-year-old granddaughter said she saw an image of Jesus Christ on the Cross in the split potato.
On closer inspection, she saw the image, as well.
"That’s Jesus on the Cross. Just looking at it I don't have to convince," Brewster said.
She froze the potato heart and used the rest to make the salad, which was served during the weekly rescue mission.
Said Brewster: "I just want people to know God is still as real today as he was back then and he can show up anytime he gets ready."
This is almost as good as the Virgin Mary showing up as a nocturnal emission stain on my sheets.
Wednesday, August 22, 2007 Deer in the Headlights
OK, this just made me laugh out loud. I found it over at the Plains Feeder. I bet a lot of viewers took pause at this report. HAHAHAH!!!!
Wednesday, June 27, 2007 DISCO DISCO DISCO!!!!
I don't know if the gays have fully taken control of the company I work for, but the music in the lobby downstairs has been DISCO DISCO DISCO for weeks now. It's Raining Men, YMCA, I Will Survive, I'm Coming Out, & Xanadu have been in high rotation. I always get this weird sense of Deja Vu when I come into work & it throws me back to Sundays at the leather bar I used to DJ at. It also makes me want to put on some roller skates & blow my disco whistle while waiting on the elevator & getting my boogie on to KC & the Sunshine Band....
Monday, March 19, 2007 Atlanta State Park
This weekend Craig & I went to Atlanta State Park in Atlanta, Tx. This is in the East Texas Piney Woods on Lake Wright Patman. Atlanta is a small, beautiful park with tall trees & big roomy campsites. They have some great beginner level trails, which was great since we took Xochitl on her first hiking adventure. During our day hike trough the main trails, we found 2 geocaches. I finally got to place my first Travel Bug in one of the caches. It's a pink & yellow diving squid attached to the travel bug tag.
I also found another geocacher's Trout-About travel bug which I'll be placing in another great caching location soon.
Here's a couple pics of the park during the day:
Just before dusk on Saturday we went for another hike on the park's interpretive trail. The terrain was much more fun since it had hills, bridges & creeks all along the winding trail. The park had recently performed a prescribed burn in this area, leaving the ground charred with downed trees lying about. It actually looked kind of creepy with nightfall approaching, making it seem like a haunted forest. By the time we were reaching the end of the trail it was getting pretty dark. About that time we started hearing the strangest noises coming from not too far away. It sounded like some sort of strange monkey-bird-cat creatures howling at us:
Here are some pics of the interpretive trail before it got dark...
We saw a nest of webworms while walking this trail...
A night pic of the camper...
Here's Craig in the puppy playpen...
Xochitl playing in the camper...
We also made this silly F13 video while out on the dusk hike:
During the trip, there was one odd thing that happened. While we were packing up on Sunday, a man, who for the purposes of this blog I've named Zeke, came by walking his chihuahua. Zeke must have been around 60, was very nice, very hick, & had maybe 3 or 4 teeth left in his entire head. He stopped & said hello, then asked if Xochitl is a chihuahua. I explained that she's an Italian Greyhound & told him that I do have a chihuahua that is at home. Zeke introduced me to his dog, tritely named "Taco Bell." He was so cute & friendly as I was petting him. That's when Zeke said "I don't know how to say this, but you must have the taco in you because he usually barks at everybody he meets." I knew what he meant, but was still kind of taken off guard by the statement. I've got the taco in me??? Hmmmm..... You always meet the fanciest characters when camping around Texas.
I also found another geocacher's Trout-About travel bug which I'll be placing in another great caching location soon.
Here's a couple pics of the park during the day:
Just before dusk on Saturday we went for another hike on the park's interpretive trail. The terrain was much more fun since it had hills, bridges & creeks all along the winding trail. The park had recently performed a prescribed burn in this area, leaving the ground charred with downed trees lying about. It actually looked kind of creepy with nightfall approaching, making it seem like a haunted forest. By the time we were reaching the end of the trail it was getting pretty dark. About that time we started hearing the strangest noises coming from not too far away. It sounded like some sort of strange monkey-bird-cat creatures howling at us:
Here are some pics of the interpretive trail before it got dark...
We saw a nest of webworms while walking this trail...
A night pic of the camper...
Here's Craig in the puppy playpen...
Xochitl playing in the camper...
We also made this silly F13 video while out on the dusk hike:
During the trip, there was one odd thing that happened. While we were packing up on Sunday, a man, who for the purposes of this blog I've named Zeke, came by walking his chihuahua. Zeke must have been around 60, was very nice, very hick, & had maybe 3 or 4 teeth left in his entire head. He stopped & said hello, then asked if Xochitl is a chihuahua. I explained that she's an Italian Greyhound & told him that I do have a chihuahua that is at home. Zeke introduced me to his dog, tritely named "Taco Bell." He was so cute & friendly as I was petting him. That's when Zeke said "I don't know how to say this, but you must have the taco in you because he usually barks at everybody he meets." I knew what he meant, but was still kind of taken off guard by the statement. I've got the taco in me??? Hmmmm..... You always meet the fanciest characters when camping around Texas.
Monday, March 12, 2007 Misadventures in Camping
Sometimes you should pay attention to clues that are telling you not to do something. I did not heed the warnings & have learned my lesson.
This weekend Craig & I were supposed to go camping with some people from work, whom we really don't know all that well, but seem friendly enough. Although they may not realize that we're mo's & then it could go South once we got there. Nonetheless, we decided to go anyway.
The first thing that should have tipped me off was that they had already reserved a shelter at Meridian State Park. I don't really care for this area of Texas anyway because there are hardly any trees, the landscape is flat, & just not very visually appealing. I tried to make a reservation, but since the park is small & it was also Spring Break weekend, they were full & I was out of luck. That's when I thought too quickly & came up with the alternative plan of camping at Lake Whitney State Park, which I had heard had a pretty decent lake. I figured we could camp there & go visit the others during the weekend. The plan is already getting too complicated, but we are still full steam ahead.
Normally, we go camping in our pop-up camper, which is already fully stocked with plenty of equipment for cooking, lighting, etc... This weekend we decided to take out our new boat for it's maiden voyage, which meant we had to tent camp. This is the best time of year for tent camping, due to the fact that soon the temperature will be 100 degrees plus. Anyway, I spent all last week gathering & organizing stuff to take on this tenting trip. This was a nightmare in itself. Thursday night I pack the Hummer with all this equipment. The car was so full I could barely close the doors. I also wanted to take Konichiwawa with us, so on Friday Craig drove the Hummer & boat to work & I drove the Element. I left a bit early so I could get Ms. Wawa, ice, the cold food, etc, and then rushed back to swap cars & pickup Craig. Finally at around 4pm we are ready to head out directly into Dallas rush hour traffic. It took over an hour just to get out of town, then another 2 hours to get to the park.
We finally get to Lake Whitney and it's packed with people. There were 2 ladies working the check-in office, one of which was training on her first day, making the process extremely tedious. She tells us that even though we have a reservation, the sites are limited & points out available sites on the map. Having never been there I didn't know where to choose, so we selected site 108. When we arrive at the site it is AWFUL! Flat, no trees, and the sites are all jammed together. There is a large family directly across from us taking up 3 campsites and there must have been about 15 screaming kids. I knew then I should have retreated back home, but didn't.
It was getting dark, so we start putting up the tent, which we are not used to. We finally get it together & now it's very dark. I go to get the extension cord to hook up some lights & inflate the air mattress & realize that the cord I brought was only 2 pronged, not the grounded 3 prong that I need. Fuck! So I decide I'll go to the nearest store & buy another cord. The bustling town of Whitney apparently shuts down at 5pm everyday. I look everywhere & the only open store is a Brookshires. They have no extension cords. I ask a girl where I might be able to buy one. She tells me the only place would be Wal-Mart. I ask where it is & she explains that then nearest one is about 20 miles away in Hillsboro. Whatever! I drive all the way there & get the cord. When I finally get back to camp, Craig is pissed & is hating the campground severely. Besides the screaming heathens across the way, there is the stench of rotting fish permeating the area. After exploring our site a bit further, there are fish carcasses just laying around the ground & in the fire pit which caused the rancid fish smell to turn into charred rotting fish odor. We finally get the electricity going & decide to minimally unpack because we're probably going to head home in the morning.
The next morning we get up, shower, & drive around the park. We found a site that was much nicer & decide to move there. We go back up to the office & wait behind this family who is checking in. They are asking question after question, and wanting to look at every t-shirt, and map, & any other crappy items that the park may be selling. The also have 2 huge dogs that they have hanging out right at the entry door. After 20 minutes of waiting for these fucks to get out of the way, we finally get our site changed & head back to start breaking everything down.
We get everything together as quickly as possible & threw it all in the car & boat. We finish hitching the boat to the car, which is running, and then go to get in. THE FUCKING DOORS ARE LOCKED!!!! Konichiwawa had stepped on the door lock while looking out the window. Both sets of keys are inside. We both immediately were thankful for OnStar, or so we thought. We pulled out our cell phones & both were dead. I keep trying to get Konichiwawa to step on the unlock button, but she just wasn't getting it. Craig went over to a neighbor, explained the situation, and asked to borrow their phone. He finally got connected to OnStar & couldn't remember his PIN number. He finally got verified & explained that the dog is stuck in the car while it's running. The OnStar rep kept asking Craig if she needed to get the police involved. Craig says that we don't need the police, just open the damn door. She explains that it could be several minutes before it unlocks. He thanks her & gives the phone back to it's owner. We go back to the car & wait. And wait. And wait. Still no unlocked door. About this time, Konichiwawa steps on the passenger side panel & rolls down the window. I couldn't believe she locked us out & then rescued us too. We get in & start driving to the other site, during which we finally here the click of the doors unlocking from OnStar.
We finally get setup at the other site, which is not great, but immensely better than the previous one. We spent the rest of the day on the boat, which was very nice. We explored the entire lake, and also located a geocache on an island. After all that had happened, I never even made it to visit the people from work. I'll have to explain the situation to them later today. All I can say about the weekend now is that I've been to Lake Whitney State Park, I will NEVER go back, and I also have this sad story to tell.
Here are some pics of the only actual good a part of the trip.
This weekend Craig & I were supposed to go camping with some people from work, whom we really don't know all that well, but seem friendly enough. Although they may not realize that we're mo's & then it could go South once we got there. Nonetheless, we decided to go anyway.
The first thing that should have tipped me off was that they had already reserved a shelter at Meridian State Park. I don't really care for this area of Texas anyway because there are hardly any trees, the landscape is flat, & just not very visually appealing. I tried to make a reservation, but since the park is small & it was also Spring Break weekend, they were full & I was out of luck. That's when I thought too quickly & came up with the alternative plan of camping at Lake Whitney State Park, which I had heard had a pretty decent lake. I figured we could camp there & go visit the others during the weekend. The plan is already getting too complicated, but we are still full steam ahead.
Normally, we go camping in our pop-up camper, which is already fully stocked with plenty of equipment for cooking, lighting, etc... This weekend we decided to take out our new boat for it's maiden voyage, which meant we had to tent camp. This is the best time of year for tent camping, due to the fact that soon the temperature will be 100 degrees plus. Anyway, I spent all last week gathering & organizing stuff to take on this tenting trip. This was a nightmare in itself. Thursday night I pack the Hummer with all this equipment. The car was so full I could barely close the doors. I also wanted to take Konichiwawa with us, so on Friday Craig drove the Hummer & boat to work & I drove the Element. I left a bit early so I could get Ms. Wawa, ice, the cold food, etc, and then rushed back to swap cars & pickup Craig. Finally at around 4pm we are ready to head out directly into Dallas rush hour traffic. It took over an hour just to get out of town, then another 2 hours to get to the park.
We finally get to Lake Whitney and it's packed with people. There were 2 ladies working the check-in office, one of which was training on her first day, making the process extremely tedious. She tells us that even though we have a reservation, the sites are limited & points out available sites on the map. Having never been there I didn't know where to choose, so we selected site 108. When we arrive at the site it is AWFUL! Flat, no trees, and the sites are all jammed together. There is a large family directly across from us taking up 3 campsites and there must have been about 15 screaming kids. I knew then I should have retreated back home, but didn't.
It was getting dark, so we start putting up the tent, which we are not used to. We finally get it together & now it's very dark. I go to get the extension cord to hook up some lights & inflate the air mattress & realize that the cord I brought was only 2 pronged, not the grounded 3 prong that I need. Fuck! So I decide I'll go to the nearest store & buy another cord. The bustling town of Whitney apparently shuts down at 5pm everyday. I look everywhere & the only open store is a Brookshires. They have no extension cords. I ask a girl where I might be able to buy one. She tells me the only place would be Wal-Mart. I ask where it is & she explains that then nearest one is about 20 miles away in Hillsboro. Whatever! I drive all the way there & get the cord. When I finally get back to camp, Craig is pissed & is hating the campground severely. Besides the screaming heathens across the way, there is the stench of rotting fish permeating the area. After exploring our site a bit further, there are fish carcasses just laying around the ground & in the fire pit which caused the rancid fish smell to turn into charred rotting fish odor. We finally get the electricity going & decide to minimally unpack because we're probably going to head home in the morning.
The next morning we get up, shower, & drive around the park. We found a site that was much nicer & decide to move there. We go back up to the office & wait behind this family who is checking in. They are asking question after question, and wanting to look at every t-shirt, and map, & any other crappy items that the park may be selling. The also have 2 huge dogs that they have hanging out right at the entry door. After 20 minutes of waiting for these fucks to get out of the way, we finally get our site changed & head back to start breaking everything down.
We get everything together as quickly as possible & threw it all in the car & boat. We finish hitching the boat to the car, which is running, and then go to get in. THE FUCKING DOORS ARE LOCKED!!!! Konichiwawa had stepped on the door lock while looking out the window. Both sets of keys are inside. We both immediately were thankful for OnStar, or so we thought. We pulled out our cell phones & both were dead. I keep trying to get Konichiwawa to step on the unlock button, but she just wasn't getting it. Craig went over to a neighbor, explained the situation, and asked to borrow their phone. He finally got connected to OnStar & couldn't remember his PIN number. He finally got verified & explained that the dog is stuck in the car while it's running. The OnStar rep kept asking Craig if she needed to get the police involved. Craig says that we don't need the police, just open the damn door. She explains that it could be several minutes before it unlocks. He thanks her & gives the phone back to it's owner. We go back to the car & wait. And wait. And wait. Still no unlocked door. About this time, Konichiwawa steps on the passenger side panel & rolls down the window. I couldn't believe she locked us out & then rescued us too. We get in & start driving to the other site, during which we finally here the click of the doors unlocking from OnStar.
We finally get setup at the other site, which is not great, but immensely better than the previous one. We spent the rest of the day on the boat, which was very nice. We explored the entire lake, and also located a geocache on an island. After all that had happened, I never even made it to visit the people from work. I'll have to explain the situation to them later today. All I can say about the weekend now is that I've been to Lake Whitney State Park, I will NEVER go back, and I also have this sad story to tell.
Here are some pics of the only actual good a part of the trip.
Friday, March 02, 2007 Metaphysical Weirdness
The past 2 days have been a bit odd in my neighborhood. Night before last, I was outside talking to a neighbor when a girl from another street came up to us in a panic. She had lost her cat & was frantically searching for it. I decided to help her out & walked the neighborhood for about an hour calling out for this missing kitty. Then I met the girl's mom. She was just as worried. I told her that I know how she feels, having lost a cat last year. She then proceeded to tell me that she had just called some friends who have a link to the "psychic realm" and that they are envisioning the cat outside, but very near the house. At this point I figure that they don't need my help any longer since apparently Dionne Warwick & Miss Cleo are on the case. I went back into the safety of my house to tell Craig about the psychic realm incident.
Then the next day, I have landscaping contractors working in the yard. Craig's mom had forwarned me about the oddness of one of the contractors. So I finally meet him & he's even weirder than I was told. He rambles & mumbles incoherently while talking to you & also when he's alone. As he is explaining the work he is doing he tells me that he is envisioning the yard project through his "third eye." He repeated this about 4 or 5 times & then began to ramble incoherently again. Once again I just went back into the safety of my house.
Now I'm just waiting to see what other metaphysical weirdness is lurking around the corner.
Then the next day, I have landscaping contractors working in the yard. Craig's mom had forwarned me about the oddness of one of the contractors. So I finally meet him & he's even weirder than I was told. He rambles & mumbles incoherently while talking to you & also when he's alone. As he is explaining the work he is doing he tells me that he is envisioning the yard project through his "third eye." He repeated this about 4 or 5 times & then began to ramble incoherently again. Once again I just went back into the safety of my house.
Now I'm just waiting to see what other metaphysical weirdness is lurking around the corner.
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