i love improv everywhere. i’m not sure giving random people high fives as they go up an escalatorr is their best work but it still made me smile.
this is for arnold
awhile back arnold commented that he wanted to see video of me curling. turns out it was a little harder than i had imagined to get. there aren’t many places on the curling courts that will support a camera off the ice and aren’t blocked by a human body during the match. the above is the best i’ve been able to get out of about 4 tries. this is also going on during the match so i’m a little busy doing other things. so here it is arnold, it’s a boring shot, but it’s the best i have for you at the moment.
the packaging is similar
i have never been a lotion type of guy. i’m just not interested in regularly put moisturizing lotion on my hands or body. i’ve paid a small price for it but that has never been too big of a deal. i have dealt with a couple of calluses on my hands that have been directly related to my lack of skin moister. still it hasn’t been a major pain for me.
that was until we moved to the cold weather of wisconsin.
the weather up here dries me out and the only comfortable solution has been a regular application of lotion. i have a container that stays in my car and we keep plenty of different types of lotion around the house for putting on whenever we need it. the problem is that today i discovered that not everything that looks like moisturizer actually is moisturizer.
there were two containers of moisturizer by the phone in the kitchen and my hands needed a little. one bottle of lotion was one that i was used to but the other had a cool nozzle on it and i thought "well, i’ll try that." because of the nozzle the lotion came out smoothly, which was great because it was rather thick lotion. i rubbed that stuff in more and more. instead of spreading out and being absorbed all the lotion seemed to do was clump all over my hands. the more i rubbed the worse it got. that’s when i thought o read the bottle. i had been trying to moisturize with seam glue.
it didn’t do a very good job of moisturizing my hands but it did a wonderful job of making my hands sticky and stink for the rest of the day.
superbowl 43 @ the terrell home
The Delay from Robert Terrell on Vimeo.
since tapestry is a church that only has an evening worship gathering we had an interesting problem with the superbowl. do we just ignore the superbowl and do our regular thing, or do we scrap our regular thing and focus on having a shared experience with the superbowl? it was pretty much a no brainer for us since it’s all about the church not being a building, a place or a program but the people of GOD. therefore, we canceled the normal worship gathering and everyone was invited over the to terrell home for a lot of food (polito’s pizza, brats, jambalaya, and various smaller things). it was a great evening.
perhaps the funniest thing is that we watched the game on two different televisions which had a second to two second delay between them. the whole evening the upstairs group would cheer first while the downstairs group had to figure out if it was a good or bad cheer. the video above was my attempt to catch it.
i think i know this guy
from ASBO JESUS
dilemma
the library is supposed to be a quiet place, right? it’s supposed to be a good place to be able to think and work on a paper, if you needed to do such a thing, right? so my dilemma is would i be breaking the silence policy of the library is i take the guy who is sitting behind me and throw them out a window? i’m sure this would create a good bit of noise but certainly not as much as he is making at the moment.
a few minutes ago the person sitting behind me decided that the study section of the stevens point public library was an excellent place to start a boring cell phone conversation. when i say boring i mean ice forming boring. as boring as watching snails race. in the few minutes the conversation has lasted all they have talked about is how neither one of them is doing anything. argh!
now it sounds like he has decided to start playing yathzee while he talks on the phone. i’m guessing he is doing this to add some interest to his cell phone conversation. it has to be yathzee because nothing else could explain the constant noise of him dropping several objects on the desk he is occupying. due to the privacy barrier on his desk i can’t see what it is thatt he is dropping but really it has to be dice. this guy has decided that a good way for him to spend his wednesday is to come to the library to talk on his cell phone and play yathzee. i can’t believe it.
well, i’m not getting anything done on the paper i am supposed to write so i’m going to have to talk to mr. yathzee, throw him out the plate glass window, join him in a game or two of yathzee or move – the choice will depend upon his size and demeanor which i haven’t been able to fully grasp because of the privacy barrier.
wish me luck.
the first cut is the hardest
my ipod battery finally died last night. i was prepared for this and had already bought a new battery for it. i’ve had the battery for two months trying to avoid actually putting it in my ipod because i was fairly sure that i would destroy the ipod when i tried to put the battery in. last night was the point when i could no longer wait.
i remember my dad putting a sunroof in my brother’s car when kenny was in high school. dad mentioned that the hardest part was making the first cut because there was no turning back once you made that cut. that’s what it was like removing the old battery. this is because the plastic of the battery plug had deteriorated. removing it destroyed the plug. once the plug was removed it was a matter of putting the new battery in and it working or having an ipod brick to use as a paper weight.
i’m glad to report that the new battery works great and i am able to continue listening in my car on my functioning ipod to the podcasts i like.
merry CHRISTmas
just in case you didn’t get it (which probably means i don’t have your email address or i don’t have it typed into my contact list correctly) the above is the tapestry CHRISTmas e-card i sent out to everyone today.
question
why can’t dogs be a little more quiet when they throw up at 2 a.m.?
follow up question – should not the said dog be nice and clean up after himself?
it's her birthday
it is my cute wife’s birthday today. i think she is pretty awesome. she’s godly, smart, cute, incredibly domestic, adventurous, challenging, and much more.