But how old was the man?
Thanks ABCnews.com!
The Windshield Pool
[12/31 Update: We have a winner!]
Okay, today I got spider crack number three in the old windshield. Route 495 hasn’t been very good to me, I have to say. So there are two together up near the top, and this new one is about 2/3 of the way down, over toward the passenger side.
I do not have great hope of the windshield lasting like this forever, so we will start a pool. The options available in the pool are
a) The windshield will implode on [date]
b) You will get a 4th crack on [date]
If B causes A, we all win!
You can enter your guess in the comments. The person closest to the actual date something happens will win a fabulous prize of my choosing. And I also choose how to define “fabulous”. It’s free for all to enter, so have at it!
[Edited: Unless you read here regularly, you may want to provide your email address with your guess so I can reach you if you win…]
Deal or No Deal
Among the other things Santa showered on Junior was a small handheld Deal or No Deal game.
There is something wrong with the game though, and I couldn’t get it to turn on yesterday. Mr. Dump was able to somehow get it running, and played a single game, winning $750,000 bucks. (I resisted the urge to give my notice at work this morning.)
I just got the following email from the homefront:
Junior: Dad, my Deal or No Deal won’t turn on.
Dad: I know. I think it’s broken.
Junior: How did you turn it on the last time?
Dad: (hitting it against the counter) I hit it.
::: Music plays – game starts :::
Junior: Thanks… I think.
Merry Christmas Eve
Holy Crap! Jerry is right! I went to Live.com and looked up my address! My parent’s address doesn’t get close at all, but mine does. Now I’m not telling you which of these is mine, as I don’t need stalkers, and I’m sure you can tell exactly what you’re looking at with this micro view, but sheesh!
Man, that’s pretty good. We should all write messages in our lawns for the next time they do a flyover, eh?
Okay, other freaky deaky photo thing that happened was I was browsing the telegram online version and saw a photo and thought “Hey, that looks like a picture of me.” Now I’m the first person to say I’m not in the running for America’s Top Model, so let’s not go there. But this looks like a picture of me, especially the smaller version because in the bigger one her glasses are thicker and the wrong shape, etc. etc. But trust me, I’m sure there are people who know me doing a double-take if they see this picture. Which they will because I’m posting a copy on my website.
I will let the people who know me weigh in. Does this look like a picture of me or what? It’s okay, be honest. I should try to pose for a similar picture, but that would require me to buy a suit and get really upset about something so my eyes and face are red and wet with tears. I’m not that dedicated.