Despite winning MikeDiDonato.com’s prestigious “Best Digital Art Program Ever” award for over 20 years straight, Microsoft is rumored to be eradicating Microsoft Paint from windows in the upcoming upgrade.
Admittedly, since the disappointing upgrade for Windows 10 that removed so much functionality by adding features, MSPaint has been in a sad downward spiral. The only uplifting part of the news was the plethora of emails, texts and phone calls that I received from friends and family sending their condolences to me. In fact, I think more people offered their sympathies on reading about MSPaint than celebratory messages offered on my Wedding day. Ha!
Thank you to all for your solemn offerings of support in this troubled time.
Perhaps we will take a trip down memory lane and explore a few of the most glorious MSPaintings that have graced this website since its debut so many years ago. It’s perhaps most appropriate to start with Cupcakezilla – Drawn by Roland in England as part of an MSPaint contest. It was one of very few designs that ever transitioned from MSPaint to Silk Screen. An epic display of pixelation.
If you ever have to choose between dismantling a box spring and purchasing a truck so that you can bring a box spring to the dump? Buy the truck.
Yesterday as I prepared the House of Rock for a new tenant, I found myself with a box spring that needed to be discarded. “No sweat,” I thought, my ruminations saturated in overconfidence, “with tin-snips, a knife, and hammer I bet I can knock this out in 20 minutes!”
It took two hours – and I was INDUSTRIOUS.
The concept is simple enough: Cut off the fabric backing and the mattress pad, remove the springs or spring assembly from the frame, dismantle the frame, and roll the spring assemblies to fit inside one or two of those big black garbage bags.
Conceptually, that’s exactly what I did. But each step was a labor of Hercules. Wrestle and slay the Nemean lion? No sweat. Try rolling a matrix of metal into a cannoli.
Anyone who dismantles a box spring deserves an Olympic medal.
The noun ‘news’ tickles me. Let’s take an adjective ‘new’ throw an S on the end and consider it a noun.
I kinda wish that after a defined period of time post publishing, news would be reclassified as “olds.”
We have a few baby books scattered around the house that use the word “bough” instead of branch. I find it curious I’ve only ever encountered the word in baby books and nursery rhymes. I find this particularly ludicrous because we’re using these books to teach language.
Maybe I should embrace it. Maybe I’ll start using it all the time.
“oh look! An Oriole!”
“On the bough of the Maple!”
I really enjoy my Ford Fusion. And, until recently, it’s been problem free. This changed a few weeks ago when I noticed something funky happening with my transmission. I brought it to a local dealer, Hammonasset Ford, for an investigation.
The bad news? I needed a new $4,000+ transmission.
The good news? It was covered under my extended warranty. Woo!
The repair work took about 10 days which included some time waiting for insurance assessment etc. In the interim, I was given a rental car. Like any warranty claim the interactions were stressful at times, but overall I would describe the experience as smooth. I got the car back about a week ago and all’s sunny.
Yesterday morning Sander pointed out the really bad news:
WITHOUT MY PERMISSION THE DEALERSHIP PUT ONE OF THOSE STUPID LICENSE PLATE ADVERTISEMENTS ON MY CAR.
NOT COOL HAMMONASSET FORD!
I am passionately against those stupid license plate advertisements.
Unless under extreme duress, I assure you I will never return to Hammonasset Ford.
Not cool Hammonasset Ford. Not cool.
When it comes to bird watching, Jen and I clock in somewhere around Vireo. We know what a vireo is, but I wouldn’t be able to pick one out of a lineup of lookalikes. BUT, when we see a new bird we are quick to jump up, take pictures, and look up the details in our Peterson guide (thank you Tom & Mykal).
So it was a few weeks back when Jen, in a startle, pointed to the window and exclaimed “WHAT IS THAT!?”
That, it turns out, is a Red Headed Woodpecker. What made this an extra exciting find is that the Peterson Guide didn’t even reference is as local to Connecticut. AND, where it was local, it was listed as uncommon!
Was this a truly once in a lifetime sighting?!?! Well, no. The bird came back twice over the next few days. BUT! when we notified our local Audubon society, they got Giddy. We sent them our pictures and they promptly posted them on their Facebook page.
Further, they sent our address (with our permission) out to a few of their birding colleagues who voiced an interest in coming to our street to see if they could also find the bird.
I think it’s marvelous that we can be surrounded by unique gems of nature, but be completely oblivious to them. If this bird had visited us a few years ago, we might not have noticed at all. And if we had, it might have been not much more than a momentary curiosity.
I’m glad we were able to celebrate its uniqueness. Thanks for visiting us, Red Headed Woodpecker!
In celebration of J.Atlas’ first birthday we hung up 12 pictures, one from each month of his first year. Carrying him in my left arm, I walked down the row of pictures pointing to each one and saying “Johnny!” When we reached the end of his pictures, there was a picture of Jen and me. He touched the picture of me and said “Dada”
It was heart melting! I was startled and touched far more than I ever could have expected.
Then he pointed to a clock on the mantel and said “Dada”
I’d like to witness a spelling bee where a kid, having no clue on the proper spelling of a word, decides to filibuster the event.
Moderator: Your word is “stichomythia”
Kid: May I hear it used in an example?
Moderator: The author was well acquainted with classical drama, as may be seen in his use of stichomythia.
Kid: Stichomythia. S – T – I – T – C- H – O – M – I – N -S – T – L- A – E – R – J – I – A – L – C – D – W – W – E – I – O – S – E – I – O – S – V- B – K – Y – P – W – Q – 2 – X – L – L – M – O – I – D -K – F – H – A …