MerFlyer Rising

Many happy returns to literaturenut . May your year be filled with health, joy, and happiness..... not to mention - cookies!!!

Happy birthday!

Oh YES!!!

Happy birthday lady_librarian !

I hope your year is filled with health, happiness, and joy.

h2>I'm a Chevrolet Corvette!</h2>

You're a classic - powerful, athletic, and competitive. You're all about winning the race and getting the job done. While you have a practical everyday side, you get wild when anyone pushes your pedal. You hate to lose, but you hardly ever do.

Take the Which Sports Car Are You? quiz.

"Among those whom I like or admire, I can find no common denominator, but among those whom I love, I can: all of them make me laugh."
- W. H. Auden

The truest statement I've seen in months!

Just for you randomdream , I got this off of a friends LJ. Enjoy!


Around age 10 my dad got me one of those little badass compound bow
beginner kits.
Of course, the first month I went around our land sticking arrows in
anything that could get stuck by an arrow. Did you know that a 1955 40
horse Farmall tractor will take 6 rounds before it goes down? Tough
sumbich.

That got boring, so being the 10 yr. old Dukes of Hazard fan that I was,
I quickly advanced to taking strips of cut up T-shirt doused in chainsaw
gas tied around the end and was sending flaming arrows all over the
place. Keep in mind this was 99.999% humidity swampland so there really
wasn't any fire danger. Ill put it this way- a set of post hole diggers
and a 3 ft.. hole and you had yourself a well.

One summer afternoon, I was shooting flaming arrows into a large rotten
oak stump in our backyard. I looked over under the carport and see a
shiny brand new can of starting fluid (ether). The light bulb went off.
I grabbed the can and set it on the stump. I thought that it would
probably just spray out in a disappointing manner...lets face it to a 10
yr. old mouth-breather like myself ether, really doesn't "sound"
flammable. So, I went back into the house and got a 1 pound can of
pyrodex (black powder for muzzle loader rifles).

At this point, I set the can of ether on the stump and opened up the can
of black powder.
My intentions were to sprinkle a little bit around the ether can but it
all sorta dumped out on me. No biggie... 1 lb. pyrodex and 16 oz. ether
should make a loud pop, kinda like a firecracker you know?

You know what? Screw that I'm going back in the house for the other can.
Yes, I got a second can of pyrodex and dumped it too. Now we're cookin'.

I stepped back about 15 ft. and lit the 2 stroke arrow. I drew the nock
to my cheek and took aim.
As I released I heard a clunk as the arrow launched from my bow. In a
slow motion time frame, I turned to see my dad getting out of the
truck... OH SHAT!!! he just got home from work. So help me God it took
10 minutes for that arrow to go from my bow to the can. My dad was
walking towards me in slow motion with a WTF look in his eyes. I turned
back towards my target just in time to see the arrow pierce the starting
fluid can right at the bottom. Right through the main pile of pyrodex
and into the can. Oh Shat!!!!

When the shock wave hit it knocked me off my feet. I don't know if it
was the actual compression wave that threw me back or just reflex jerk
back from 235 fricking decibels of sound. I caught a half a millisecond
glimpse of the violence during the initial explosion and I will tell you
there was dust, grass, and bugs all hovering 1 ft. above the ground as
far as I could see. It was like a little low to the ground layer of dust
fog full of grasshoppers, spiders, and a crawfish or two. The daylight
turned purple.

Let me repeat this...THE FRICKING DAYLIGHT TURNED PURPLE. There was a
big sweetgum tree out by the gate going into the pasture. Notice I said
"was". That sum-of-a-biatch got up and ran off.

So here I am, on the ground blown completely out of my shoes with my
Thundercats t-shirt shredded, my dad is on the other side of the carport
having what I can only assume is a Vietnam flashback:

ECHO BRAVO CHARLIE YOUR BRINGIN' EM IN TOO CLOSE!! CEASE FIRE.
GODDALLMIGHTY CEASE FIRE!!!!! His hat has blown off and is 30 ft. behind
him in the driveway. All windows on the north side of the house are
blown out and there is a slow rolling mushroom cloud about 2000 ft over
our backyard. There is a Honda 185s 3 wheeler parked on the other side
of the yard and the fenders are drooped down and are now touching the
tires.

I wish I knew what I said to my dad at this moment. I don't know- I know
I said something. I couldn't hear.
I couldn't hear inside my own head. I don't think he heard me either...
not that it would really matter.
I don't remember much from this point on. I said something, felt a sharp
pain, and then woke up later.
I felt a sharp pain, blacked out, woke later.... repeat this process for
an hour or so and you get the idea.
I remember at one point my mom had to give me CPR so dad could beat me
some more.
Bring him back to life so dad can kill him again. Thanks Mom.

One thing is for sure... I never had to mow around that stump again. Mom
had been bitching about that thing for years and dad never did anything
about it. I stepped up to the plate and handled business.
Dad sold his muzzle loader a week or so later. And I still have some
sort of bone growth abnormality either from the blast or the beating. Or
both. I guess what I'm trying to say is, get your kids into archery.
It's good discipline and will teach them skills they can use later on in
life.

"Tomatoes and oregano make it Italian; wine and tarragon make it French. Sour cream makes it Russian; lemon and cinnamon make it Greek. Soy sauce makes it Chinese, garlic makes it good."
- Alice May Brock

Yup. I agree!

"From now on, ending a sentence with a preposition is something up with which I will not put."
- Sir Winston Churchill

ROFLMAO!!!!

If you haven't seen it, go! And go soon before anyone reveals the plot to you. The only thing I knew about it was that all the characters were young, so everything was a surprise.

Lots of humor mixed in with the adventure. I was impressed with the writing and even though the characters are well-known, there was a lot of freshness in how they were portrayed. Kudos to the actors for finding their own ways and not using a lot of "actors tricks" like mimicry. Kudos to the director for allowing the actors to discover the characters within themselves.

Definitely worth seeing. Actually, I already want to see it again to pick up stuff I'm sure I missed.

Oh, and if you have a choice, see it in IMAX. It's worth the extra cost.

I went to a wedding and came home with a fish.

Sounds strange, I know.

The wedding was for Rick (my TaeKwonDo master) and Kim. Cool Wedding. Tropical style. The bride and groom were barefoot.

I wish I had felt better, because the music was great dance music. Oh, well.

ANYway, the centerpieces on the table were very pretty, large vases with shells in the bottom along with the flowers. I thought the flowers were kind of sparse until I noticed that these were not your typical flower arrangements. Each vase had a fish swimming around in it - a fighting fish.

At first I thought it was weird to have a fighting fish at a wedding until I had a DUH moment.
"HELLO. TaeKwonDo Master. DUH!"

Rick made an announcement just minutes before we left, that one chair at each table had a card taped to the bottom of it and whoever had the card got to take home the centerpiece - fish and all.

Guess what? Yep. I had the card. So now I am the proud owner of a fighting fish. I've never had a fish as a pet before. I don't know the first thing about taking care of a fish. Kim said not to worry, they're almost impossible to kill, all I have to do is feed it and change the water every once in a while. So tomorrow I go to the pet store for fish food and more comprehensive instructions.

It's kinda cool, actually.

I just realized that the colors of this fish are the same colors as my MerFlyer tattoo. Is Rod Serling around here somewhere? I think I just heard the theme song to the Twilight Zone.

"Sometimes creativity is a compulsion, not an ambition."
- Ed Norton

Exactly!

"Why do writers write? Because it isn't there."
- Thomas Berger

Ain't it the truth!

"I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living. It's a way of looking at life through the wrong end of a telescope. Which is what I do. And that enables you to laugh at life's realities."
- Dr. Seuss

Cool article on the health benefits of friendship.

http://www.nytimes.com/2009/04/21/health/21well.html?_r=1&em

Go to Wikipedia and click on "random article." That's the name of your band. Then go to en.wikiquote.org and click on "random page." The last few words of the last quote on that page will be your album's title. Finally, go to flickr.com, click on "the last 7 days," and choose a photo from the new page to be your CD cover. Or, if you don't like what's there, click on the link for "Get more interesting photos for the last 7 days."

Band Name: Poison Pen (how appropriate)

Album Name: To Produce the Effect of Light (interesting)

Album Cover: 

 

"Strong and bitter words indicate a weak cause."
- from inside a fortune cookie

hhhhmmmm

"Progress isn't made by early risers. It's made by lazy men trying to find easier ways to do something."
- Robert Heinlein - Time Enough For Love

I've always suspected this was true.

Is it Beltane yet?

Stolen from sushi_slave .

"The reason most people never reach their goals is that they don't define them, or ever seriously consider them as believable or achievable. Winners can tell you where they are going, what they plan to do along the way, and who will be sharing the adventure with them."

-Denis Watley

Very true!