And a One-a and a Two-a...

This may be the most fun I ever had for a grade.  Our assignment was to create a movie that animates the numbers from 1-10.  Being a wise ass I choose to do it Roman numeral style.  I spent a lot of time on this and it's still not done but I'm happy with the way it's going and I've learned a lot so far. Kudos to my teacher Grant for assigning this project.  I may even enter it into the student art show this month.

Technology marches on.  I started this post in late March and I've finally figured out how to get the damn thing uploaded in the right format.  This is the finished product, or at least as done as it was when I submitted it to the art show.  Lo and behold, it was accepted.  They don't know about the porno soundtrack.

I'm quite pleased in how it's turned out but I could go on tweaking it for ever.  Time to move on and that means getting into the programing language behind it.  Not my forte but it needs to be done.  It'll all hopefully help me get a real job someday.

Oh, and the musical soundtrack, it's called "Fuzzy Navel" from a collection of vintage 70s porn music.  Nice.

All the empties have been rinsed.

Sunday's beer tasting went off with out a hitch.  We had a good turn out and everyone seemed to enjoy themselves.  I've even heard that it was to buzz of the school bus stop Monday morning.

Props to my co-host, Shawn Dann, (Kathy calls him my Maryland Mike Beaudette).  He took care of cooking the pork loins and he also made a great seafood dish in his Big Green Egg.  while I did the pouring and kept the sampling going.  We ended up with over 20 different beers which made everyone quite happy but no one dared to try the Chelada which was our wild card anyways.

Most guest brought either beer or food but one,(one of the 3 Mikes we had at the tasting) brought a laptop computer and raffle tickets and it went to a lucky winner as a very nice door prize.  The company he works at ia updating their systems and instead of stripping them all for parts, he's been re-loading the operating system and putting them back into service.  He told me the specs and it's a hell of a lot better than the one I have.

Anyways, Shawn was the winner and I think he earned it.  This is something we'll defiantly be doing again, at least until I win my laptop.

Dog Days of Winter

"HE'S GOT A KNIFE!"  Four words you never want to hear your wife to say.  Worst of all I could see that it was true as he came charging towards me with it.  Fortunately because of Kathy's warning and his desire to avoid me, I just let him by and he proceeded to lay down on the rug and lick the knife clean.

Yes, it was our dog Zappa who was the knife wielding maniac in question.  Kathy had just been cutting some cheese (insert fart joke here) in the kitchen and she put the knife down and turned her back on it for a moment.  That's when Zappa switched into counter surfer mode, grabbed it, and dashed out of the kitchen and around me to enjoy his spoils.

It's been a banner week in our little dog town.  Earlier that week we'd been locked out of the house when the door handle on the front door failed.  My brother-in-law Eric arrived home first to discover the problem.  Of course being security conscious I had bolted the back door as well so it looked like we may have to break in.  This was a day when my nephew Jeremy, who was usually home at this hour, was up visiting family in Rochester NY.

I got home shortly after Eric and after determining that the front door was hopeless concluded that our only hope, short of breaking something, was to crawl through the doggy door out back.  I had to remove my jacket and phone as well as the bulging contents of my ever over flowing pockets, but after 1 or 2 exploratory pokes through and a promise from Eric not to take any photo, I sucked in my gut and less than gracefully propelled myself through.  The dogs thought this was great fun. 

This all happened just before Kathy came from work so she didn't even have to know of my humiliation but being the loving husband that I am, I shared my trails with her much to her amusement.  We both agreed that for once we were glad to have big dogs, even if one of them is a knife wielding punk.

Coming to a Head

The countdown is on for our first beer tasting.  Any input from anyone would be helpful.  The date will be Sunday March 13, 2011.  I can't wait.