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Upon returning from my vacation I sat down at my desk with the intention to write a witty post about my experiences and the people I met while immersed in the world of Disney and promptly drew a blank. Most of the trip was fairly basic, spending time with the family, asking the kids to be quiet, standing in line, “yes we will get lunch soon”, “ok let's look for a bathroom”, “no I don't know when we are leaving”, “yes, you can go in the pool when we get back”, “no, you can't have ice cream for dinner”. You know, the basics. There was one major realization that I was not fully prepared for; my children are becoming men. I don't mean in the obvious ways; I didn't catch them checking out the cute girl in a tight tank top and itty bitty shorts (I love summer) and I didn't catch them quickly changing the channel on the tv as I walked in. It was some more obscure events that made me realize that my boys are growing up. Child3 was dancing in line holding his crotch be

there are some things that i thought i would never see. some things that i may have imagined at some point in my adolesence but was never bright enough or ambitious enough to attempt. the wife seems to believe that this guy just needs friends. or maybee its early video from the uni-bomer. i just think its awesome... ok maybe he needs friends. http://www.instructables.com/id/Programmable-Knex-Piano-Playing-Robot/ check out heart and soul

There is something about cell phones that makes me laugh. The primary reason is the unexpectedness of the cell phone ring as it relates to the person owning the phone. Not only does the ring make you question what type of person is standing in front of you, but it makes you wonder just how in the hell the person decided to use that particular ring so that everyone in the room can hear it when someone calls them. Here is what prompted this: A late 40's to early 50's professional looking woman is standing in front of me at work. She is on a rant about how unprofessional the service she received recently was, due mainly to the fact that she assumed far too much and didn't pay attention when the rep gave her advise and told her what was to happen next. The scenario isn't too much of an issue, besides that professionalism rant, except I want you to imagine a thin, slightly attractive, pantsuit wearing, middle-aged woman talking to me when her phone starts ringing. The embarr

AWESOME!  From 1000 awesome things... another website im sure i will spend hours pouring through thanx to biblio... by the way it seems that FCJ does not have time for the computer/his bros scince his has met the little lady. i believe biblio and i have little ladies and still find time to drop a line once in a while.

Thanks to all of you who showed up it was much appreciated.  My recommendation would be to have someone get married once a year so we can do this again or make this the new annual "hommie night" location!   Each of one of you gentlemen contributed to the memory in my view:   One gentlemen brought liquor to get us going in the room where I got to try a liquid refreshment that brought tears to my eyes, made me sweat and grew hair on my balls within seconds.  I now know what gasoline tastes like as one exhales.  This guy also wore a white robe in the morning like he was Hugh Hefner or Jesus, cold?  I think not.   A second gentlemen who is addicted to throwing dice was nice enough to buy everyone brunch Saturday morning.  Only problem was nobody was able to eat the incredible spread, there was a lot of glaring at food vs. any actual eating.  Thinking back to everyone sitting at a table not eating is quite hilarious.  Still, we thank him for attempting to feed the group.  He did

What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas but some events deserve a brief summary to  be shared among friends. First of all let me offer a hearty Thank You to the gentlemen who set up this awesome night in Vegas full of drinking, laughter, drinking, gambling and drinking. Everyone had fun and stayed safe throughout the weekend, although there were reports of some people returning to the hotel Sunday morning with odors and spots on their clothes that they couldn’t (or refused) to explain. All of us were quite toasty on Friday night and some were able to throw dice and yell “Lets go shoooteer!” well into the wee hours of the morning while others coughgroomcough were just as happy sitting at a video poker machine attempting to remain upright, concentrating on keeping his insides inside. I have some final counts for you: 7 shot glasses, 5-6 drinkers, 1 bottle Red Breast Whisky, 1/3 bottle Bookers Bourbon, 1/3 bottle Cabo Wabo Tequila and that was just in the room. It does not include the

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I’m not sure why this image makes me giggle in that quite way that makes me sound creepy. Maybe it’s the thoughts that this little fish took so long to set up the back board and went through the painstaking work of attaching the net with those ineffective flippers. I can just picture him swimming with a little hop in his paddle to his bubble emitting sea chest guarded by the old timey diver. He looks in the mirror, flexes a few times, take a few deep breaths and puts on his headband and goes to look for the ball. He is so excited that you can read his thoughts just by looking at his face: ‘Yea boy, I’m gonna hoop it up and show that little angel fish my skillz. She will be so impressed that I am and sure to get some fin tonight! All I gotta do is find that ba…ll….well shit.” ~Bibliotender *Image stolen from Amazing Super Powers