Long day, which is why there wasn’t much posted. Either I was doing followup doctor visits (all good, weight down, BP down, headaches less), or I was reviewing documents. I just came up for air. Combine this with the fact that all of last week’s flights gave me a cold, and I’m done for the day.
Month: June 2010
Lost and Found
A few lost and found notes:
- Found: My keys. Kudos to the United team at DSM (Des Moines), who found my keys from the flight, correlated them with my email, and fedexed them to me. According to my wife and daughter, the fob works on my car, so it looks like the correct set. For all we complain about UAL, it’s nice to be able to complement them when they do something right.
- Lost: My daughter’s month-old cell phone, on the river rafting ride at Disney’s California Adventure.
- But Found: My daughter’s month-old cell phone, when they rode the ride a second time and asked the attendant if a phone had been found. Even more amazing (although I haven’t see it myself) is that my wife and daughter report the phone is undamaged (and with no water damage, even).
Birthday Wishes for talonvaki
OK, Folks, you know the drill. Allright everyone, let’s gather in front of our large, 13″, Black and White TV set, and watch as a tall, lanky man in a khaki uniform strides out, introduces himself as Sheriff John, and pulls out his electric guitar. He plugs it into the amp, and starts singing today’s birthday song for talonvaki:
Allright, Ralph…happy birthday…you freak… You’re breakin’ hearts and you’re breakin’ guitars Today’s your birthday and you don’t even know how old you are You’re in love with every woman from tyler You went swimming in the ocean with my goddamn dialer You used to be fat, I think then I liked you best ‘Cuz now you’re skinny, I’m chubby, And you make fun of my breasts And I’m sorry, but this may sound weird But you gotta do something ’bout the food in your beard
You can’t wear your bike hat because of your hair |
Some people, they think, they think you’re Rhastafarian And they ask you for pot I think I like it, I know I like it I like it a lot because, because it pisses you off So for your birthday I got you some hawaiian punch on tap Age p.o.t. So now you can stop borrowing my stuff And trying your new Kung Fu moves out on me
You can’t wear your bike hat because of your hair Happy birthday, Ralph, I love you Happy birthday, Ralph, I love you |
The Sheriff looks mildly disturbed after singing this, and walks off the set, mumbling to himself “kids and their music these days…”
[Did you know you can pick which song the Sheriff sings for you on your birthday? It’s easy. Just visit the 6th Annual Birthday Poll on Livejournal or the parallel note on Facebook. Note that if you want the birdie to be able to inform the Sheriff about your birthday, you need to make sure your birth month and day is in your LJ or FB profile, and it is visible to your friends. Note that the Sheriff only sings a song if I know you personally or you’re a regular commenter. So don’t lurk!]