Laugh out loud Monday

Here's a joke for all you psychics out there...

I'm not a resident of Crazy Town, yet

When people ask me what my hobbies are, I really don't know what to tell them. I don't even really know what constitutes a hobby. In the interest of science, I decided to look it up. According to Webster.com a hobby is: "a pursuit outside one's regular occupation engaged in especially for relaxation."

This seems a little ambiguous. Under this definition, I have friends who have the hobby of myspace. Call me crazy, but I just refuse to call myspace a hobby. It's really more of a plague that some people seem to catch. Unplug the computer before you catch this dreadful disease. It consumes time and makes people put really idiotic things online. It ruins their lives. For the love of pete, just say no to myspace.

But I digress.

We are still working on what exactly a hobby is. I think a hobby is a mentally, physically or artistically constructive activity that occupies otherwise boring downtime.

Wow, that's pretty profound. Read over that again. Yup, that seems to be a really good definition. I should probably get into the dictionary business if this whole blog thing doesn't work out.

Back to me wondering if I actually have any hobbies. Since I have already finished one book this week and I am working furiously to finish my second before Friday, I would take a gander that reading might be one of them. I'm not sure if reading is a true hobby, but if it is, I'm in. I probably would have gone crazy long ago if not for the escape that I find in reading. My mom has this tote bag that says "Outside of a dog, a book is man's best friend. Inside a dog, it's too dark to read." I love books. They help me keep from going nuts. If it wasn't for books, I would need to go shopping for a new white jacket with extra long sleeves, if you know what I mean. So, in the name of preserving my sanity, I'm off to read some more.

Update

Just a quick update: I have given the new guy his own profile (I know, I'm way too nice), so now you will know who is posting what. Essentially he's responsible for getting most of the posts put on the web. I will be writing when I need to, but you should see his name coming up more often. Yay for interns...

On a frictionless plane in space...

I'm terrible sorry about the post on Friday. I've spoken with the new guy about it. Let's just say that he has been warned. He won't be pulling another stunt like that again.

In other news, I am currently in talks with some people about starting up a new blog. BeRadical will stay on the web, but it probably won't be updated. Ever again. Don't worry, this won't be taking place for about a month or two. We still have some things to discuss, like a site name and how the responsibilities will be divvied up. I'm hoping it will look a lot like what I have here, just better.

Anyway, here's a little joke for you physics people out there. If you don't get it, leave a comment and I can explain it on Wednesday.

A farmer is having problems with his chickens. All of a sudden, they begin to get very sick and he doesn't know what is wrong with them. After trying all conventional means, he calls a biologist, a chemist, and a physicist to see if they can figure out what is wrong. So the biologist looks at the chickens, examines them a bit, and says he has no clue what could be wrong with them. Then the chemist takes some tests and makes some measurements, but he can't come to any conclusions either. So the physicist tries. He stands there and looks at the chickens for a long time without touching them or anything. Then all of the sudden he starts scribbling away in a notebook. Finally, after several fierce calculations, he exclaims, 'I've got it! But it only works for spherical chickens in a vacuum.'

Have a great Monday everyone.

A post for Friday after a long week

This is today's post. It did not require much effort or time, but at least it's a post.

Fat a day keeps the doctor away

Since I really don't have anything to discuss today, you are in for a special treat. I'm going to share a little piece of info with you that will change the way you eat. This is a little gem of knowledge that should benefit you for years to come.

Some people like salads, they claim they are healthy. Guess what? They're right. But, when you are heating your healthy salad full of healthy vitamins like Vitamin K, or A, or D or E, you may be just eating and not really doing anything beneficial. You see, these vitamins, and other healthy minerals, are fat soluble, but not water soluble. This means that water won't associate with these vitamins. And if they aren't picked up by water and there is no fat to grab onto them, your body will just keep them going right on their merry way. It's like swallowing a rock as far as your body is concerned. It doesn't want it. But if you wrap it in a little fat, ahhh, then the body likes it a lot. So yummy. It absorbs the vitamin with the fat and poof! now you have vitamins.

So if you eat a plain old boring salad, these vitamins will just pass on through. To get the most out of your salad, pour a little salad dressing on it to ensure you get the most out of your eating experience. Ranch and Italian are some of the best, but any of them will work I suppose.

For those of you who are health conscious and don't just eat salads for their delicious taste, salad dressing can quickly undermine your diet. Whatever should you do? Try pouring a little olive oil on top. Not only is olive oil good for you but it helps those little vitamins do their job too.

Wasn't that helpful? Maybe I'll share some more hints another time. Like some tips about calcium. That's a funny subject. Wahoo. Good old calcium. Anyway, never say that I don't do anything for you. Hopefully I will have something good for you tomorrow.

A little weekend recap

Without further ado, let's discuss my weekend in California. We stayed at a beautiful hotel in downtown San Diego. We were within a five minute walk of the Gas Lamp Quarters so that was exciting. My RD, Ronnie, has a friend who was able to get us a room at a "Five star hotel" (according to Ronnie, it very well could have been, I just didn't verify the info). We stayed at the Westin right in the middle of downtown, next to a big, ritzy mall. We knew it was fancy from the very beginning when we found that they only had valet parking. The lobby was huge and luxurious, we definitely felt out of place. Our room was normally more than $300 a night. We got it for about $50. Yay us. Below is a picture of me in the lobby.


Over the next two days we went to the tide pools at Point Loma, walked around Mt. Solidad and cruised the beach. We played poker, ate out at nice restaurants and watched movies. It was pretty sweet.



But now I'm back and I've hit the ground running. There are about 20 days left until school is out, a marathon in my mind, but for some reason I'm sprinting for all I'm worth. If school doesn't kill me, Jamie will because I haven't gotten to see her much at all. Either way, I'm in trouble. I'm not even sure if I'll survive this week. God has been good in the past, we'll see if he comes through again. Here's hoping.

Sharpie: it's for all ages

Happy Picture Tuesday everyone. I'll see ya tomorrow.

Apply two coats and let dry

I made if back from San Diego alive. As much fun as we had, it's definitely good to be home. I love Arizona.

Also today is my brother's birthday. He's turning the big two-zero. It's hard to believe that twenty years ago my best friend was born. We've had some good times along the way. If you don't know him, it's your loss. He's one of the greatest guys you will ever meet. Anyway, onto Laugh Out Loud Monday.

This one may be a little crude, but it sure made me laugh.


So, there was a cowboy, who walks into a bar and angrily asks "Who painted my horse's ball yellaw?" No one answers. So for a second time, the cowboy asks again, "Which of you yellaw bellied chickens painted my horse's ball yellaw?" Then, suddenly, a big man, about 6'7" and weighing somewhere around 350 lbs stands up and says, "I did, you got a problem with it?" To which, the cowboy replies, "Well, sir, the first coat is dry"


See ya tomorrow.