Pink Pony, Volcano, more…

Volcano Cam
I came across this random blog today, and stole this:

Volcano Cam, from Mount St. Helen’s.

Then every blog I read after that had a link to the volcano cam, so once again, I’m bringing up the rear. Geesh. Hey, I just had a thought for a new movie, “Bone Versus The Volcano.” I like the sound of that.

Blogs for $1000, Alex
There was actually a “blogs” category on a recent episode of Jeopardy. Read more about that here.

Referral Riffraff
Most popular searches over the past couple of weeks have been related to hurricane damage. Related to that, there have been a few inquiries as to Sea-n-Suds, the Pink Pony Pub, and other “landmarks” in GS. Well, I noticed today that the Pink Pony website has several post-Ivan pictures up.

A couple of searches of interest:
– view tampax leak tv commercial
– Wanna see my bellybutton?

I’m also getting a large number of hits for the song 1985 (by Bowling For Soup, I believe). You know, the Bruce Springsteen, Madonna song. So I figured I’d do you a favor and post a link to the lyrics:

1985 – Bowling For Soup

“The sea is high, and I’m heading into a crisis, chasing the years of my life…”

Pink Pony, Volcano, more…

Volcano Cam

I came across this random blog today, and stole this:

Volcano Cam, from Mount St. Helen’s.

Then every blog I read after that had a link to the volcano cam, so once again, I’m bringing up the rear. Geesh. Hey, I just had a thought for a new movie, “Bone Versus The Volcano.” I like the sound of that.

Blogs for $1000, Alex

There was actually a “blogs” category on a recent episode of Jeopardy. Read more about that here.

Referral Riffraff

Most popular searches over the past couple of weeks have been related to hurricane damage. Related to that, there have been a few inquiries as to Sea-n-Suds, the Pink Pony Pub, and other “landmarks” in GS. Well, I noticed today that the Pink Pony website has several post-Ivan pictures up.

A couple of searches of interest:

– view tampax leak tv commercial

– Wanna see my bellybutton?

I’m also getting a large number of hits for the song 1985 (by Bowling For Soup, I believe). You know, the Bruce Springsteen, Madonna song. So I figured I’d do you a favor and post a link to the lyrics:

1985 – Bowling For Soup

“The sea is high, and I’m heading into a crisis, chasing the years of my life…”

You mean there was a weekend??

Random NES tip o’ the day: If your game loses memory each time you power down, try pressing and holding the reset button each time you turn off the system. This should work. For these and other helpful tips, be looking for my soon-to-be-launched website, stuckinthe80s.com.

Zoom zoom
Why do weekends seem to slip by so quickly? This one was especially fast for me, as I was hardly at home all weekend. I apologize as my time for blogging seems to have been greatly reduced the past couple of weeks. In turn, I’ve had little time to peruse other blogs. In addition, I compose a daily blogging mass email to send to other area bloggers, and I’ve even had to let that go the past several days. What’s a blogger to do?

Bone P.I.
Friday night, Kyle and I headed over to the Jazz Factory to shoot some stick. For once, it actually didn’t smell like the inside of a Swisher Sweets factory in there, and they always have great bands there. After we got back, I headed up to AB’s for a late-night dinner. Sissy was up there, so I ended up doing a little undercover questioning and investigating ;-) I think I would make a good private investigator.

We’re passing people!
Worked ’til Noon Saturday. Kim and I left for the game a little before 2:00. The game was bad. Very bad. It was BB… beyond bad. I’ve probably been to 40 or 50 games or more over the years, and this would probably be in the bottom two or three (see ’97 LSU, ’99 La. Tech). The only two highlights were as we were walking to and from the stadium, we were actually passing people, which hasn’t been possible before now because of my ankle. The other highlight was that David Palmer brought out the game ball. Before he even got out of the tunnel, the entire stadium was yelling, “Deuce!”

Older, wiser? Not me
Yesterday, my sister cooked lunch for Mom’s birthday. We had kraut & wienees. Not my favorite, but Mom likes it, so it’s her day. After church last night, Jess and I went to eat at Donato’s. Wow, that was actually really good. It’s been awhile since I’ve actually eaten inside at a pizza place. And speaking of Halloween decorations… while we’re on the topic. Those giant pumpkins you people are putting in your yards are freakin’ me out. I can only imagine they must be frightening to at least some of the kids.

That’s a funny thing to say
“Look at that house.”
“Ooo, Halloween lights… along with some oddly out of place white lights in the shape of a volleyball net.”

“Nooo. He’s just finicky. (short pause) And uses an abnormal amount of hair products.”

“Nobody on the road. Nobody on the beach. I feel it in the air. The summer’s out of reach. Empty lake, empty strees, the sun goes down alone. I’m driving by your house. No, no, you’re not home…”

You mean there was a weekend??

Random NES tip o’ the day: If your game loses memory each time you power down, try pressing and holding the reset button each time you turn off the system. This should work. For these and other helpful tips, be looking for my soon-to-be-launched website, stuckinthe80s.com.

Zoom zoom

Why do weekends seem to slip by so quickly? This one was especially fast for me, as I was hardly at home all weekend. I apologize as my time for blogging seems to have been greatly reduced the past couple of weeks. In turn, I’ve had little time to peruse other blogs. In addition, I compose a daily blogging mass email to send to other area bloggers, and I’ve even had to let that go the past several days. What’s a blogger to do?

Bone P.I.

Friday night, Kyle and I headed over to the Jazz Factory to shoot some stick. For once, it actually didn’t smell like the inside of a Swisher Sweets factory in there, and they always have great bands there. After we got back, I headed up to AB’s for a late-night dinner. Sissy was up there, so I ended up doing a little undercover questioning and investigating ;-) I think I would make a good private investigator.

We’re passing people!

Worked ’til Noon Saturday. Kim and I left for the game a little before 2:00. The game was bad. Very bad. It was BB… beyond bad. I’ve probably been to 40 or 50 games or more over the years, and this would probably be in the bottom two or three (see ’97 LSU, ’99 La. Tech). The only two highlights were as we were walking to and from the stadium, we were actually passing people, which hasn’t been possible before now because of my ankle. The other highlight was that David Palmer brought out the game ball. Before he even got out of the tunnel, the entire stadium was yelling, “Deuce!”

Older, wiser? Not me

Yesterday, my sister cooked lunch for Mom’s birthday. We had kraut & wienees. Not my favorite, but Mom likes it, so it’s her day. After church last night, Jess and I went to eat at Donato’s. Wow, that was actually really good. It’s been awhile since I’ve actually eaten inside at a pizza place. And speaking of Halloween decorations… while we’re on the topic. Those giant pumpkins you people are putting in your yards are freakin’ me out. I can only imagine they must be frightening to at least some of the kids.

That’s a funny thing to say

“Look at that house.”

“Ooo, Halloween lights… along with some oddly out of place white lights in the shape of a volleyball net.”

“Nooo. He’s just finicky. (short pause) And uses an abnormal amount of hair products.”

“Nobody on the road. Nobody on the beach. I feel it in the air. The summer’s out of reach. Empty lake, empty strees, the sun goes down alone. I’m driving by your house. No, no, you’re not home…”