Things I don't want to talk about

Today is the first day of Summer. We officially had 10 real days of spring this year. My blog will continue complaining about the lack of spring for a another week or so but I thought I would take a moment and break through the fourth wall (or is it the third) and address the audience and give you a special list of things I don't want to talk about (I will note that complaining about the lack of spring is not on this list, as I plan to complain about it until I finally forget).

And so:

Politics: While I know it's important and, honestly, I do care. I just don't want to talk about it. And the thing is; we generally assume that individuals within a certain socio-economic group are all on the same team, and share similar, if not identical, views on politics; there is always a closet republican in the group who is way too embarrassed to speak up. So, usually when the subject of politics comes up; I stop paying attention and just try and figure out who's the closet republican. Yes, I am talking about you.

Money: I think this one is a given, I think most people don't want to talk about it unless they have a lot of it or none at all. I think sometimes we accidentally get into conversations about money at which point one must take it upon themselves to say "oh wait. I think we have accidentally moved into a conversation about money and I am getting exponentially bored by the second."

Jane Austin: If I even hear the beginnings of mentioning Pride and Prejudice; my brain automatically shuts down and I star making grocery lists in my head.

Software: While I may know what program your talking about and very well could know how to use it; if you try and talk to me about computer software I will pretend I don't know what your talking about.

Why I should like the Beatles: Talking about the Beatles is kind of like talking about religion; we all have our views and there is very little, shy of divine intervention, that is going to change those views. Both sides have their set of arguments. The arguments don't change and while I may have a response to your argument, you already have a response to my rebuttal. And the fact is; talking about the Beatles is boring, especially if we have to talk about the goofy looking one who beat up his one legged wife.

Ride the white pony

This is a display of "Brats" (I think that's what they are) at the local library. I'm not sure if I hate this display more or less then the one with Beatles memorabilia.

Maybe I'm showing my disdain for the cultural displays at the library.

My phone and a travel mug? I'm sure I had a point to this.

I locked my keys in the trunk. I called AAA, they informed me that my plan allowed me four emergencies a year, and this would be number three.

I called the lock smith at 7:30 so I could be at work by 9 to prepare for a meeting at 10:30. The locksmith got here at 10:30. I helped remove my back seat, so I could reach my arm through a small hole and get the keys out of the trunk.

I was late to the meeting.

This truck had wheels that tilted and adjusted independently to their terrain.

I got lunch at the White Horse. These are the giant marble unicorns that stand in front.

I went back to Cooper Creek to do some fishing.

This hat doesn't actually fit that well. If I wear it comfortably it will fall off of my head. If I wear it so it will stay on it is mildly unpleasant.

A scenic view of the creek and forest.

This trip I spent most of my time untangling my line...

...after it would get stuck in the mud...repeatedly.

This is a really big snake I saw. I think it was a python or maybe an anaconda.

"Please don't poop in the lake"

I got a Coke at DQ. The guy working at the counter had a tattoo on his arm of the flag for the band Black Flag and a picture of Pac Man chasing the ghosts. All of this was connected with nautical stars.

I wish it were my birthday

For Ben's birthday we took him to Red Robin. Red Robin is a garishly decorated, well lit, noisy, restaurant. He had called the restaurant earlier in the day to try and pay off the servers to keep them from singing him happy birthday. The staff did sing to Ben, they didn't sing "happy birthday" (or Red Robins version of happy birthday because the rights to "happy birthday" are owned by that Beatle guy, or maybe AOL Time Warner), instead they sang "Oops I did it Again".
This is a picture of some kid standing with the Red Robin.

I got new non-off-brand batteries today, so maybe I can stop stealing other peoples pictures off of the internet.

Art review + some random observations

These fryers had the wrong date,I had to put new date stickers on many of them.

And then fold them.

A scenic vista?

Yeah...whatever.

I got lunch somewhere that had Vault on tap. For those not in the know, Vault is a hybrid beverage (I think that's what they're called). Think of it as a blend of energy drink (e.g Red Bull or AMP (my personal favorite))and a regular soda (e.g Coke or in this case, I think it's some citrus flavored beverage). While I did not partake, I do think it puts us on step closer to getting Coke Black on tap.

Let us move on.

This is a painting of a tiger on a lily pad. I don't know what else to say except...awesome.

I think I actually took this picture for Jaime Fennelly.

I think the lower picture might be a painting of a skier with his head suck in the snow.

A volcano?

I should really learn how to use a camera.

I mean, WTF?

We're getting closer, but still...

This was a picture of a monkey. He may or may not be stoned. On bananas, I guess.

This picture include the text; "Hi my name is Mike. I am an extreme biker...I put the X in eXtreme..." or something like that.

This is not art. these are my tomatoes, obviously they got a little moldy. I was, needless to say, mad-as-hell. I ate some of them anyway.

This is my new plant. I got it when I got my new futon. While I am very happy to have a bed. I am even more eXtremely happy about this plant.

I think these are Beatles. I have previously mentioned my feelings regarding the Beatles. I am however a big fan of this particular rendering.

I think this is Tupac Shakur. This picture made me a little nostalgic for New York.

I took my car to the tire place to get my tires rotated or balanced or whatever.

While my tires appeared to be in pretty good shape. It turns out they are very old and were splitting (whatever that means).

I am now the proud owner of four new tires.