Baby D.

Baby D has not yet been born… yet I’m fairly certain he already owns more clothes than I do.

That said, I don’t think the ratio of his “Clothes with dinosaurs on them”/ “Clothes without dinosaurs on them” is as high as mine.

Sub-par

Jen noticed yesterday that ‘sub-par’ is typically a bad thing. Unless it’s golf. If you’re sub-par you’re actually doing pretty great.

An entire bag of potatoes.

Is there ANYTHING more adult than using all the potatoes in a bag of potatoes before they sprout? I’m not talking about a single event sort of thing like buying a small bag of potatoes before a giant Mashed Potato fest. I’m not talking about purposefully doing everything you can to not waste the last potato. I’m talking about slowly, naturally emptying a bag over the course of a few weeks through normal meal planning.

Quick non-scientific comparisons:

  • Successfully completing your own taxes – Easier than meal planning a bag of potatoes
  • Having children – more common than not throwing out old potatoes
  • Onset of joint aches and back spasms – Likely to occur while there are half grown potato plants in your pantry

I think the reason for this challenge is because eating a potato is not a spur of the moment thing. It means that you are planning real full meals each night of each week. As soon as a hasty order of Chinese food ends up on the meal-plan you’re about 900x more likely to ruin a potato.

This week, for I the first time in my life, we accidentally ate all our potatoes.

Musical Metal

Sander generously gifted us a mix-CD for our future child’s birth. It is a caring collection of his favorite tunes entitled “Baby’s First Metal”

I’ve never really listened to Metal. Nor do I entirely understand its roots or its breadth. In the music that Sander provided there were a few obvious trends:

  1. A incredible focus on percussion, most notably the bass pedal
  2. Paired Guitar riffs on thirds (oddly common)
  3. Growling of varying severity
  4. A surplus of Umlauts

There are a bunch of fairly comprehensive graphical metal trees that show different types of Metal and how they are all related (like this one from staffmetal.com). My favorite of the bands on Sander’s disc is Mastodon which seems to be classified as simply “heavy metal.” Not to be confused with Thrash, Glam, Industrial, or Nu Metal. Curiously, that graphic linked to above hints that even Jimi Hendrix and Cream were inspiration for future metal heads. As for the origin of the growling? I don’t know. I’m sure it evolved from increasingly throaty singing… but without hearing each stage of the progression it’s hard to imagine.

Thanks to Sander for a great gift!

Space Birds!

We’re back from our extended February vacation. Let’s jump right into something that’s been itching at me for awhile: Star Trek space birds.

There are two classic Star Trek enemy space vessels that make reference to our feathered friends:
1. The Romulan Warbird
2. The Klingon Bird of Prey

Warbird and Bird of Prey – Both are fairly ominous and dangerous sounding nicknames.

Here’s the thing, I think the Romulan Warbird most closely resembles a Goose and the Klingon Bird of Prey most closely resembles a duck. That’s not intimidating at all.

Bird of Prey - DrZu
DUCK?

Romulan WarGoose
GOOSE?

End of Reduced Technology February

Here we are! Ending the last full week of February. Posting should return to normal next week as I come back from the non-technology world – hopefully with exciting tales of adventures! Thanks for bearing with us during all these Pre-scheduled posts!

Pandora One

We’ve been listening to a lot of Pandora at the house and I think we’re going to bite the bullet and buy the ad-free Pandora one. I’m AMAZED that I would consider doing this because the subscription cost is $5/month. PER MONTH. But oh man. Those ads are so annoying. That this subscription is almost as much as Netflix bewilders me.

Does anyone else pay for a music subscription service that’s comparable? and is yours cheaper?

THE WORST MOVIE EVER

Recently when I was sick I sat down and watched Rubber. It’s a terrible movie about a sentient homicidal car tire that goes around blowing up people’s heads. That’s really what it’s about.

I watched the whole movie and I really don’t know why. It was dreadful. The movie celebrates the idea of things happening for No reason. And while the introduction of the concept is fantastic, the movie loses it quickly and becomes boring fast. Watch the first 5 minutes of the movie then turn it off.

Still, rotten tomatoes rated this movie 67%?

What?