Getting the job done right, the first time. Or the second, maybe.

Nikki and I have been doing some painting around the house lately, and thinking of some other small renovations in the near future. It’s the small things you do that make the difference in your house, I think.

This Old House has long been a great source of “Home Inspection Nightmares” where there are 19 “Nightmare” galleries and counting.  Some of them are incredible, most are scary, but usually just hilarious.

First we have the most convenient shower anywhere:

A window, electrical outlet, AND the toilet paper all inside the shower!  Well done, sir.

These steel support beams are just for looks, anyway.

That PVC pipe will probably take the load, sure.

Finally, yes, that is a potato being used to cap an active gas line.  I would have used a turnip myself, but I can see that this guy is a tater man, so whatever works for you.

via Metafilter.

It’s the principle, not the Principal of the matter

I’m not a fan of guns, and would think that most reasonable people would agree that guns in schools are a bad idea (Remember when the pro-gun boys showed up on the blog to have a say and hilarity ensued?  Good times.).

It seems that some school boards have a no toy gun policy to support the no real gun thing, which probably makes sense to most folks too.  Some toy guns look pretty real, and that could result in mistakes and tragedy.

Still, sometimes you just have to wonder what some folks are thinking:  a fourth-grader got hauled into the principal’s office in New York for playing with his LEGO in the school cafeteria (the horror…), one piece of which was a 2 inch toy gun.  The principal (decided her life was in danger and) ended up threatening the boy with suspension.  Here’s a chilling picture of the murderous weapon with which she was threatened.

Um ya.

This is exactly what the folks who wrote the policy were thinking, I’m sure.  You know what else?  I’m thinking they should remove all of the capital “L” magnets from the kindergarten rooms because if those suckers ever fall over just so, my god!  It’s a perfect replica of a Luger, and it’s pointed right at Timmy!  Heaven help the poor kid that tries to pick it up, he will probably be swarmed by three cops.

Sigh.  Doesn’t this sound a little nuts?  I mean, a LEGO gun?  Even the kid’s police officer father thinks they went a tad far beyond reason.  The mom is thinking of suing, and I say go for it.

Here’s the whole story.

This just in: Ottawa Valley folks are fat and unhealthy

I was not in the least surprised to see this article on the Ottawa Citizen site today that says while Ottawa folks are pretty healthy, the regions just 20 minutes east are among the worst in Ontario for heart disease and stroke.

“Renfrew County is developing a reputation as the region’s stroke capital because a quarter of residents are smokers, and nearly one in five suffer from high blood pressure, the strongest risk factor for stroke.”

The smoking thing is something I have really noticed, there sure seems like a lot of smokers out that way.  Not to mention the article says that two thirds of the residents of the Eastern townships are overweight….  holy poutine, Batman!  Two thirds?  That’s insane.

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Big Red

This morning, for no reason I can determine, I discovered that my brain has been storing all of the words to this song in my head for the past 20 years.  I was singing it over and over in the shower, it drove me crazy.

httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M0MQazIfPMU&feature=youtube_gdata

I even remembered the lightning part, and the band guy forgetting his hat.

I now know why when I go to the store for three things I often come home with only two things and the nagging feeling I have forgotten something.

Why would I hang onto that particular bit of information?

It keeps the Dumb side Dumb, and the Crazy side Crazy

Batten down the hatches people, it’s getting weird out there.

It seems that some folks have forgotten their meds recently, and they all hang out at McDonald’s for some crazy reason. Or maybe it’s that there’s something in the food causing all of this?

First off, a scary looking lady from Ohio who, upon hearing that there weren’t going to be any McNuggets, proceeded to punch through the drive through window in a fit of nugget rage. Um, ya. This lady likes her nuggets.

And then we’re over to this lady, who got what she ordered, but then proceeds to trash the place because she was unhappy with her hamburger. She was offered a replacement burger, but wanted her money back.

Glad to see people are coping with their anger in healthy ways, while eating healthy things.  It’s a healthy cycle.

Later folks.

A Short Letter to my Toes

Dear Toes,

I trust that this note finds you and yours well.  I am writing to you in an effort to mend our long relationship (37 years! wow) and I hope you will find it in your cuticles to read it with an open mind.  I know things haven’t always been great between us, we have had our ups and downs.  Mostly good though.  Remember when you got tickled almost every day when I was a kid?  Good times.

Anyway, when I smashed three of you yesterday in the dark when I was getting ready for work, I wasn’t mad at you, it was an accident.  Sulking like that isn’t very mature of you, and it just hurts us both.  I have almost smashed those same three toes twice since then, and I think you are just doing that on purpose.  We used to have a deal (an understanding, if you will), where I wouldn’t smash you into things, and you would at least try to stay out of harm’s way.  This business of swelling and getting red really isn’t becoming, you really should stop that.  Deal?

Yours truly,

Courtney