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Should have done the toothpaste math!

I got this toothpaste squeezer on a whim because I like gadgets. It costs $9.99 – Only now doing the math on that. Rounding up because Teresa does most of the shopping and does not even look at grocery prices as far as I know, say 30 cents an ounce.

The catch is, even with three people sharing the tube, a seven ounce tube would have 350 brushings in it, using 6 a day, that’s around two months. I reckon this device would rescue a quarter’s worth of toothpaste on each tube, that’s $1.50 a year. So it will break even at about six and a half years.

That’s assuming it doesn’t go missing- Teresa said it would be handy to make crinkly paper(?)

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My own room, but what do I call it?

We finally got a house with an extra room that I have claimed for my computer, books, etc. but I am at a loss when it comes to naming it.

Most would call it a “Home office” but that would oblige me to somehow generate income in here.

Back in the day, it would be called a “Den”, and it does have the shag carpeting… But the main definition for that word is “The lair of a wild, usually predatory animal” and the secondary definition calls it “a center of secret activity”. Kinda creepy.

Recently there was a fad of creating a “Man Cave” which I dismiss out of hand as sounding idiotic. Anyway, it generally requires a large screen TV and a handy source of beer, neither of which would fit in here. Nor would the group of sports fans that it would attract.

Oh! Nevermind… Just noticed that the name of this particular home office is right there, above the door.

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It fell behind the diceomatic letter transmogrifier

I always mail things with trepidation, like sending a kid to summer camp. Sometimes I read “human interest” stories about a letter that was mailed decades ago being found inside a wall, or under a supervisor, or stuck behind some ancient machine at the post office, and then they dutifully track the recipient down, but she married someone else and he ended up joining the Peace Corps, when otherwise they would have gotten married and had a son who would cure cancer.

But I digress. I will mail stuff because it’s cheaper than driving to Teaneck, New Jersey from Washington state, and faster too. Things generally show up intact; maybe the instructions I scrawl on the package help?

They are running out of toy ideas

Unicorns are just goats that broke a horn off.

I was cutting through the toy department at Fred Meyer but these unicorns stopped me in my tracks. These unicorns “really poop!” Why is that a good thing? I guess it draws attention away from the fact that they all look like Miss Piggy going to a rave.

If I was a department store Santa, I would say “You’ll poop your eye out kid!” and then shove the little tyke down the slide.

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Craft lady is disturbing

My wife put this book in the Goodwill box. It’s a step in the right direction. I couldn’t quite figure out why the lady on the cover makes me nervous, aside from the fact that she is bursting out of the photo with a glue gun in one hand, and scissors in the other, and has a smile that says “I’m so angry that I’ve lost my mind!!” Even more disturbing… I think she is this girl’s mom;
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Trollbooth cache gives me a Stephen King feeling

This is the “Trollhouse” geocache we logged a few months ago. I put it on our favorites list just for the novelty of it. The lady of the house pulled in as we were examining this amazing bit of folk art, but she just sighed and basically said it was her husband’s doing. The creatures that inhabit this structure are sort of disturbing, maybe when he started it was more whimsical, but got darker and more sinister as time passed? I don’t know, but I am glad it is there. And not here.
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Golden Girls chia? Thank you for being a friend.

Dorothy! I have an eco-system on my head!
I was doing a little Christmas shopping today and found this Sophia from the Golden Girls Chia pet. It was sitting on an unrelated end cap, apparently someone changed their mind. The expression on Sophia’s face supports this theory. Last year they had a Bob Ross. It seems that they choose people with hair that is similar in texture to the plant. This is why you won’t see a Kojak Chia pet.

Don’t forget your birds

I keep thinking we are all done moving out of our old house, but today I was upstairs, and happened to look up. THE BIRDS! I almost forgot the (paper mache?) colorful parrots we got at a yard sale so many years ago. I think the idea was to put in some jungle background sounds, and lots of fake and real flora and fauna, make it a tropical office. We never got around to it, but this new place already has a tropical feel (especially for the Pacific Northwest) so maybe we can figure something out for that.