Bug me not

If you ever get tired of having to create a profile to log into a website for it's content (a la nytimes.com), check out bugmenot.com. You just enter the website URL that you're needing a profile for and most likely there already exists a login and a password. Or if you create a profile and want to share, that's good too.

Word Count

I came across this site that has a cool animation that shows the most commonly used words in English. Now you can say that "mandate" is the 37377th most used word in English.

Mt. St. Helens

Last weekend I went up Mt. St. Helens with a few of my climbing buddies. I have no pictures of the adventure because I still don't have a digicam. But, it was pretty fun (except for the last hour, that's pretty tough.) Maureen and I glacaded (sp?) down from the top for about 3 miles. That was pretty kick ass, even got air a few times. Brynee and I decided we're gonna do other mountains next year. Which probably means I need to bump my bi-weekly 3 mile jog up a little bit.

Dubya

If you want to make Bush speak your words, try out this site.

Elk Calls

I wish I could claim credit for finding this, but I can't. My buddy Faustina was looking through the paper this morning and found this ad for an elk call doohickey.

Downtown Bike Gallery

So a few weeks ago I was biking with my buddies up in Washington, doing the Falls Creek ride, when my Crank Brothers pedal broke. It wasn't a normal break where the bearings were worn or a bushing was [whatever bushings do when they break], but the actual metal spindel snapped. This was a pain in the ass because this ride is the ride, 5 miles up and 20 down. I was on the top of the hill, just getting ready to go down. But you shouldn't try and bomb down technical hills with one pedal, just won't work. So I limped back to the cars on one pedal.

I jogged by the Bike Gallery today on my way up to Washington Park to drop off my pedal. I handed my broke pedal to the guy at the counter.

'Do you have a receipt?'
"No" who keeps a receipt for a pedal? Those things are supposed to be bomb proof. "The Sandy shop said they'd warranty it."
'Why didn't you take it there?'
"Uh, cos you're on my jog route."
Another guy came over.
'What broke?'
"The spindle."
'You have a receipt?'
"No, Sandy said they'd do it though."
'Oh, why not take it there? They do the warranty stuff.'
"Because, you're both the same store."
'Yea, it's not a problem. We can't guarentee it'll get fixed.'
"Right."
'It'll cost $10 for shipping. They'll probably fix it though, because it's a cheap pedal.'
Right, I spend $75 for a pedal and it's cheap.

I don't mind spending money on shipping and all that, but it's always a hassle to deal with the downtown Bike Gallery. You'd think I'll learn.

Drunk Photos

Hopefully pictures of you drinking won't show up on this page

I'm old

I went to the beach house this weekend for the 4th of July. They have a neat little parade every 4th down the main street that ends at the Firehouse for free hot dogs and root beer.

My cousin Joy and her family came out and stayed at our house for the weekend. We had fun playing Connect Four and nerts (maybe it was snerts, I'm not quite sure.) I grilled a lot of burgers and hot dogs, which is what the 4th seems to be about.

I realized I'm old when Hanna-Joy said she was born in 1991. I get a little weirded out when I know people who were born in years that I can remember.

And I knew I was old when I got sunburned only on my receding hair line. What the hell is that about? Where did it go? I looked in a reflection today and saw more skin than hair. It's like George Costanza, "She saw the shine on my forehead and kept on truckin'!" Super.

While I was getting schooled in basketball by Harmony (4' 8") and Seth (4' 6"), I saw a lot of high school kids. I made a comment to Trey and he said, "Dude, they're in college." It's just sad that college kids look so young.

The last thing that made me realize I was getting old was the fireworks show. I saw some people shooting their little shooter sticks in the air, but they weren't shooting straight up, they were shooting like at 45 degrees towards people. I mean, some one could get hurt. And who thinks about that? Old people.

It got to be around 10ish and as I was looking at the fireworks up and down the coast (which looked like anti-aircraft fire in the movies) I thought to myself "Man, I sure am tired, I should go home, sit in the chair and read a good book."

damnit.

Signatures on Saturn

The Cassini probe just reached Saturn this week, and along with sensors and along with the Huygens probe a DVD of signatures was sent. Why is this cool? Cos my signature is on that puppy! I'm one of 600,000+! (And my forged signature of my buddy Sara's too.)