This $1.2 Million sea side home is now ashes!!! See the pictures in a previous posting.
Saturday, March 25, 2006
Dont buy this on Ebay
This $1.2 Million sea side home is now ashes!!! See the pictures in a previous posting.
Friday, March 24, 2006
This is fun!
This is great – you gotta try it.
1- Go to www.google.com
2- Type in "french military victories", without the quotes.
3- Instead of hitting "Search" hit "I'm feeling Lucky"
1- Go to www.google.com
2- Type in "french military victories", without the quotes.
3- Instead of hitting "Search" hit "I'm feeling Lucky"
Wednesday, March 22, 2006
Otters in O.V.
Now who says you dont see it all here in Ocean View? Anyhow my pretty wife an I were out enjoying a sunset stroll along the beach, a semi normal thing for us to do when low and behold a creature reared its head from the sea! I said crackerz, that looks like a creature from the sea! She said you are nutz.. it is an Otter! I said you are nutz... However, Crackerz was right, it was an otter, an unusual sighting of river otters in the bay! River Otters are rare but not unheard of. Check the National Geographic link..
Tuesday, March 21, 2006
Nutz beats the wire!
Yep, more fun in Ocean View!! I almost beat the chopper 10 however I wanted to take a shower before I posted... so as chopper 10 once again orbits over the house while Crackerz and I enjoy a cup of joe, some early speculation: 1. The house has been under construction ever since we have been here? A very large, nice home on the water. Put 2 and 2 together.
Looks like it was 4-5 alarm fire..
More news at 5pm
Check out what the news wire said about our little flame up!
Saturday, March 18, 2006
Crackerz Hometown -- Fires Threaten Homes, Residents Evacuated
Last night I received a phone call from my brother Wayne. He had just been interviewed by a television station from Tampa (about 2 hours from Sebring) about the fires that are burning near his home. To read more about the fires click here.
Thursday, March 16, 2006
English Assignment Gone Bad!
Here's a prime example of "Men Are From Mars, Women Are From Venus" offered by an English professor from the University of Phoenix: The professor told his class one day: "Today we will experiment with a new form called the tandem story. The process is simple. Each person will pair off with the person sitting to his or her immediate right. As homework tonight, one of you will write the first paragraph of a short story. You will e-mail your partner that paragraph, sending a copy to me. The partner will read the first paragraph and then add another paragraph to the story and send it back, copying me, and so on until the story is concluded."
The following was actually turned in by two of his English students: Rebecca and Gary.
(first paragraph by Rebecca) At first, Laurie couldn't decide which kind of tea she wanted. The chamomile, which used to be her favorite for lazy evenings at home, now reminded her too much of Carl, who once said, in happier times, that he liked chamomile. But she felt she must now, at all costs, keep her mind off Carl. His possessiveness was suffocating, and if she thought about him too much her asthma started acting up again. So chamomile was out of the question.
(second paragraph by Gary) Meanwhile, Advance Sergeant Carl Harris, leader of the attack squadron now in orbit over Skylon 4, had more important things to think about than the neuroses of an air-headed asthmatic bimbo named Laurie with whom he had spent one sweaty night over a year ago. "A.S. Harris to Geostation 17," he said into his transgalactic communicator. "Polar orbit established. No sign of resistance so far..." But before he could sign off a bluish particle beam flashed out of nowhere and blasted a hole through his ship's cargo bay. The jolt from the direct hit sent him flying out of his seat and across the cockpit.
(Rebecca) He bumped his head and died almost immediately, but not before he felt one last pang of regret for psychically brutalizing the one woman who had ever had feelings for him. Soon afterwards, Earth stopped its pointless hostilities towards the peaceful farmers of Skylon 4. "Congress Passes Law Permanently Abolishing War and Space Travel," Laurie read in her newspaper one morning. The news simultaneously excited her and bored her. She stared out the window, dreaming of her youth, when the days had passed unhurriedly and carefree, with no newspaper to read, no television to distract her from her sense of innocent wonder at all the beautiful things around her. "Why must one lose one's innocence to become a woman?" she pondered wistfully.
(Gary ) Little did she know, but she had less than 10 seconds to live. Thousands of miles above the city, the Anu'udrian mothership launched the first of its lithium fusion missiles. The dimwitted wimpy peaceniks who pushed the Unilateral Aerospace disarmament Treaty through the congress had left Earth a defenseless target for the hostile alien empires who were determined to destroy the human race. Within two hours after the passage of the treaty the Anu'udrian ships were on course for Earth, carrying enough firepower to pulverize the entire planet. With no one to stop them, they swiftly initiated their diabolical plan. The lithium fusion missile entered the atmosphere unimpeded. The President, in his top-secret mobile submarine headquarters on the ocean floor off the coast of Guam, felt the inconceivably massive explosion, which vaporized poor, stupid Laurie.
(Rebecca) This is absurd. I refuse to continue this mockery of literature. My writing partner is a violent, chauvinistic semiliterate adolescent.
(Gary) Yeah? Well, my writing partner is a self-centered tedious neurotic whose attempts at writing are the literary equivalent of Valium. "Oh, shall I have chamomile tea? Or shall I have some other sort of F--KING TEA??? Oh what am I to do? I'm just an air headed bimbo who reads too many Danielle Steele novels!"
(Rebecca) Asshole.
(Gary) Bitch
(Rebecca) F__K YOU - YOU NEANDERTHAL!
(Gary) Go drink some tea -- whore.
(Teacher) A+ - I really liked this one.
The following was actually turned in by two of his English students: Rebecca and Gary.
(first paragraph by Rebecca) At first, Laurie couldn't decide which kind of tea she wanted. The chamomile, which used to be her favorite for lazy evenings at home, now reminded her too much of Carl, who once said, in happier times, that he liked chamomile. But she felt she must now, at all costs, keep her mind off Carl. His possessiveness was suffocating, and if she thought about him too much her asthma started acting up again. So chamomile was out of the question.
(second paragraph by Gary) Meanwhile, Advance Sergeant Carl Harris, leader of the attack squadron now in orbit over Skylon 4, had more important things to think about than the neuroses of an air-headed asthmatic bimbo named Laurie with whom he had spent one sweaty night over a year ago. "A.S. Harris to Geostation 17," he said into his transgalactic communicator. "Polar orbit established. No sign of resistance so far..." But before he could sign off a bluish particle beam flashed out of nowhere and blasted a hole through his ship's cargo bay. The jolt from the direct hit sent him flying out of his seat and across the cockpit.
(Rebecca) He bumped his head and died almost immediately, but not before he felt one last pang of regret for psychically brutalizing the one woman who had ever had feelings for him. Soon afterwards, Earth stopped its pointless hostilities towards the peaceful farmers of Skylon 4. "Congress Passes Law Permanently Abolishing War and Space Travel," Laurie read in her newspaper one morning. The news simultaneously excited her and bored her. She stared out the window, dreaming of her youth, when the days had passed unhurriedly and carefree, with no newspaper to read, no television to distract her from her sense of innocent wonder at all the beautiful things around her. "Why must one lose one's innocence to become a woman?" she pondered wistfully.
(Gary ) Little did she know, but she had less than 10 seconds to live. Thousands of miles above the city, the Anu'udrian mothership launched the first of its lithium fusion missiles. The dimwitted wimpy peaceniks who pushed the Unilateral Aerospace disarmament Treaty through the congress had left Earth a defenseless target for the hostile alien empires who were determined to destroy the human race. Within two hours after the passage of the treaty the Anu'udrian ships were on course for Earth, carrying enough firepower to pulverize the entire planet. With no one to stop them, they swiftly initiated their diabolical plan. The lithium fusion missile entered the atmosphere unimpeded. The President, in his top-secret mobile submarine headquarters on the ocean floor off the coast of Guam, felt the inconceivably massive explosion, which vaporized poor, stupid Laurie.
(Rebecca) This is absurd. I refuse to continue this mockery of literature. My writing partner is a violent, chauvinistic semiliterate adolescent.
(Gary) Yeah? Well, my writing partner is a self-centered tedious neurotic whose attempts at writing are the literary equivalent of Valium. "Oh, shall I have chamomile tea? Or shall I have some other sort of F--KING TEA??? Oh what am I to do? I'm just an air headed bimbo who reads too many Danielle Steele novels!"
(Rebecca) Asshole.
(Gary) Bitch
(Rebecca) F__K YOU - YOU NEANDERTHAL!
(Gary) Go drink some tea -- whore.
(Teacher) A+ - I really liked this one.
Monday, March 13, 2006
Celebrity Death Watch
Have you ever noticed that when celebrities kick the bucket, they go in threes? Dont believe me, look at this, in the last week or so, Dana Revees (ok not really a celebrity supermans wife) Don Knots, and Slobidan Milosivek, all have kicked the bucket and gone on to hinterlands. So next time you hear about a celeb croaking, start droppin money as to who the next two will be!
Monday, March 06, 2006
Isn't Technology Great?
Over the weekend, my mother sent me an email with this picture (my 5-year old nephew did this on the computer) attached. In the body of the email, he typed (all by himself) his home phone number. How smart! I'd say he's ready for kindergarten.
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