My Dogs are Mooing

I start training tomorrow for my new job.  I will be teaching robotics to 4th and 5th grade.  Basically, I get to hang out with kids all day and play with computers and legos.  Yeah, pretty sweet. Although I've been studying the software, there's probably one more step I need to take to be fully prepared: Robot Insurance, SNL

For all South Park fans out there, Wal-Mart has finally come through for us.  Soon we will be able to indulge in Cartman's favorite snack, Cheesy Poofs!  Imagine all of the variations on "I'm not fat, I'm big-boned" we'll be able to come up with.  In the meantime, here's a crumb for you: The Ultimate Cheesy Poofs Commercial (adweek.com)          But beware of Starvin' Marvins; those Ethernopians are going to want some too.

A normal car door and power controls: My car door and power controls: My new nemesis: To be fair, my father and brother-in-law did their very best to repair the car using gorilla glue; however, their hard work was no match for Hades-like heatwave we've been experiencing.  Since I don't want to spend the insane amount of money I'm sure it will cost to fix it, I'll just have to get used to my new way of life -- no ATMs, no bank drive-thrus, no locking my doors from the inside, no fast food. That last one's actually a bonus, although it has been an awful long time since my last Route 44 from Sonic...

My apartment complex is having the parking lot resurfaced.  They are going in sections, so every 2-3 days about 50 spaces are cleared.  The landlord warned us that parking would be at a minimum and asked us to be patient and do what we can to make room for everyone.  Thankfully, some of my neighbors are going above and beyond in order to make this easier on all of us: It's moments like these that make me proud...to own a camera.

In a classic "I need to pull over and take this picture NOW" moment, here's a sign I found near my new apartment: Of course, there's always this gem -- which just goes to show the value of art education in the United States.  All this really proves, though, is that I will go to great lengths to get stupid funny photographs.  

Location:  an AT&T store, which ranks up there with the DMV, hardware stores, and Texas in the summertime as places I try to avoid at all costs.  Surprise, suprise -- I had to wait in line.  It was a small store, so it was easy to overhear the conversations between the customers and the clerks.  I was just standing there, politely waiting my turn, when I noticed that one gentlemen was unhappy with the service he was receiving.  He kept asking about his bill and why he was expected to pay and if he owed any money.  From what I could gather, the man was forced to give up his previous phone and open a new account.  He kept insisting on getting his old phone number back, but the clerk said he need to contact customer service with the name of the originial account holder and the last four digits of that person's social security number.  "I can't do that," the customer replied.  "That's my wife, and she's got a restraining order against me." ...

To most, I appear to be a nice, normal, almost 30-year-old with a pretty regular life.  I go to work, I hang out with my friends, and occasionally I manage to stay out past 10:00pm.  However, every so often my boring life is interrupted by a random occurence.  Friends have noted the frequency of such situations and suggested I write them down.  Actually, they suggested I write a book; unfortunately that requires way more time, committment, and attention then I'm willing to devote to something besides watching Food Network.  So, what's the next best thing?  Facebook!  Been there, done that, and some situations require waaaay more than the word limit on a status.  That's what's led me here to the world o' the blog. To start this little social media experiment off, let's go with a classic.  I was preparing to move from Columbia, MO to Springfield, MO for work.  Thanks to some sort of black hole in my karma, I was shocked...