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Friend: i was just on the elevator with a girl who was so hot it actually hurt to look at her. just thought you should know…1-10, she was a 14-15
Mike D: darn it!
Friend: yeah
Mike D: that sounds like a lot of hot
Friend: the funny part was there was this skeezy old man in the elevator with her carrying a huge fax machine
Mike D: oh yeah?
Friend: eventually it became clear that the hot blonde in little black dress had a homeless man carry her big fax machine for her
Mike D: Wow
Friend: and used her hotness to convince him so she kept saying “oh, its so hot outside” and fanning herself and in general being extra cute. it was odd and hilarious
Mike D: I hate women… NO! I LOVE THEM! …NO! I hate them!
Friend: lol so manipulative!

::pause::

Friend: though, she could have asked me to carry it to Detroit and I’d be walking right now

I didn’t notice until just now…

Captain Planet has a Mullet.

Ben bought a cocktail shaker.

Check out the directions.

Excellent video.

The Landlord.

This was a fantastic weekend.

Friday, post class I spent some time with Ernie, Cathryn, and Keller. We hit up a few Enfield favorites and then returned to Ernie’s. Keller picked up a guitar and he and I started going back and forth on playing some tunes. It was a lot of fun. Keller had a great rendition of ‘The Weight’ complete with “And” harmonies from Ernie, Cathryn, and I. Keller is a solid guitarist.

Saturday brought with it 4 hours of kung fu, some climbing with Pete, and work on a tensegrity tower. A tensegrity tower is a collection of compression and tension members that can be arranged into a tower. What’s neat is that none of the compression members touch one another. So the tower has a mystical floating awesomeness about it.

Ernie and I were using some thin 6mm dowels and some slick nylon coated steel cables as our materials. We actually crimped small eyehooks onto the ends of each cable so that they could be strung between the compression members. Our internet instructions were bogus so we did not have complete success. But we’ll keep working on it. Once it’s complete I will write up a ‘how-to’

Sunday was a little more laid back. I did some studying for Fluids and then finished my taxes and spent about 3 hours practicing guitar. It was nice to sit back and relax.

Also this weekend, Kurt sent me an e-mail pointing out an error that I made in my CALF DEATH MSpaint drawing from last week.

Kurt pointed out:

I think your forgetting the most important person in this stretching exercise. The Yellow Friend taunting you while he eats a triple stack cone of chocolate chip icecream.

Go to Maps.google.com

in the search field type

Boston to London

Read the results.

Thanks to Ted.

My mother sent me this. She said it reminded her of me.

F Minus is one excellent cartoon.

Schenk sent me a letter. It has been edited into metric.

Last night it was brutally cold, so me and Michael decided to go skating at this salt pond next to the ocean, about a 10min walk from my house. It rained on friday, so we both figured there’d be a good coating of fresh water ice over the salt water ice so our skates wouldn’t rust. So after we were done skating, I was like, “Hmm, I wonder if my skates are salty…?” and there’s only one way to find that out!

I’m sure you can see this coming a mile from 1.6 kilometers away.

So there you have it. The adventures of Ryan Schenk

So there you have it. The adventures of Ryan Schenk.

It’s hilarious opening a package from your sister and finding a sock.

It’s even more hilarious when you realize it isn’t your sock.

How to bathe a cat.

I was coming back from Canada, driving through Customs, and the guy asked “Do you have any firearms with you?” I said: “What do you need?’

A penalty shot.

Remember this guy? Anyone? (from S. McQuaid)

3 cheers for me

RING RING

mike d: hey Schenk!
Ryan: hey mike d!
mike d: what’s going on?
Ryan: I have a question for you.
mike d: okay.
Ryan: What time do you go to the dentist?
mike d: huh?
Ryan: What time do you go to the dentist?
mike d: me personally? I dunno. Usually either first thing in the morning or later in the afternoon.
Ryan: NOPE! you go at TOOTHIRTY!

A link from Shaun McQuaid:

Aaarghhhhh!

Please check out this blog.

The author explains the comic strip Marmaduke. It is hilarious.

*special thanks to timBaird for this find.

My sister pointed this one out to me.

Hilarious.

My personal favorite might be “Handcuffed to Tigers”

Pluto has been voted off the planet list. This blog says About Time!

I think we’ve all had enough of that “planet’s” presumptuous crap.

This morning on NPR there was a discussion about capital punishment. Apparently there were a few executees who were given inproper ratios of the killing drug cocktail. This resulted, presumably, in crazy amazing pain for the accused pre-death.

The doctor who administered the drugs informed authorities that he didn’t realize there were specific procedures as to how much of each drug should be used.

He also said something along the lines of:

I’m dyslexic and I am prone to mistakes.

That right there is gold. GOLD.

A man runs to the doctor and says “Doctor! you’ve gotta help me! My wife think’s she’s a chicken!”

The doctor asks, “how long has she had this condition?”

“two years.”

“What!?! why didn’t you come to see me earlier!”

The man shurgged his soulders and replied “We needed the eggs”

In an ‘every man for himself’ cage match of Office Supplies, I think the staple remover would win.

It’s small enough so that the other office supplies probably wouldn’t consider it a threat in the beginning. But then, after the obvious favorites like the letter opener and scissors fell, I think the staple remover would gnash its wicked teeth and decimate the rest of its opponents.

I’ve left it huge so that you can see the details of my stupidity.

There are 10 types to people in this world: those who understand binary calculus and those who don’t.