This is a study in contrast. Let’s see if you can spot it.
This morning as I got a coffee to take back to my desk to sip at while I worked in air conditioned comfort, I was mildy annoyed to see that they were out of lids at the coffee shop. I took a lid that didn’t fit and had to be careful not to spill all the way back to my desk.
This woman was out for a nice donkey ride with her niece, got attacked by a lion, and managed to fight it off with a machete without receiving any injury. She got the strength to fight the lion out of concern for her niece.
Did you spot it?
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Without getting too far into personal territory, which I try to avoid as a rule here, I think most men can appreciate this gem from xkcd, the only web comic I subscribe to and read every day. Nikki can, ahem, attest to why I would post this. In general, with practice, I become better at things. Not undoing bra straps. I can’t understand for the life of me why they have to be so finicky. Why not have a snap, or velcro, or a buckle of some sort, or any other number of common fasteners? It’s crazy.
I can only suggest you read xkcd if you are a geek since the content there is heavily skewed into the nerdy spectrum, but it’s brilliant.
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Looks like Nikki upgraded husbands on the weekend, I’m no longer the object of her affection, instead replaced by this impossibly cute toad.
Who can compete with that? Although she does look at tad unhinged there…
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We spent some time at Mom’s trailer this weekend and had a good time in spite of the rain, maybe due to the fact that we were lucky enough to be able to play Rock Band when the rain did come down. Just ask Nikki how long I have been whining about this, she will tell you. Well I have never played until now and with the help of some helpful cousins the lads and I were rocking out with, um varying degrees of success. It’s the best family game I could imagine. Maybe Santa will provide this year?
Here’s a couple is shots from the jam session.
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The body rebells more and more against late nights as I age. 3am is not nearly as fun the next day as it used to be. Still a late night jam session is good for the soul once in a while.
For instance, Nikki enjoyed her cereal as I (ahem) made some lunch for me and the boys.
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The first double-arm transplant recipient is well on his way to giving high-fives and thumbs-up to his team of 40 doctors and nurses. Amazing.
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