One of These Things Does Not Belong Here

Date:  February 28, 2011
Forecast:  81 degrees
Location:  Raleigh, NC

There is something wrong with this information.

Killian First School Project

To the best of my memory this is the first school project that Killian has had to turn in.

The topic is "Famous People: African-Americans, women, inventors and presidents".  Maybe not the most artistic of creations but clearly that is my boy!  

Skin Gun

Wow, that is pretty amazing...

The thing that shocked me most was the apparently very short healing time for the guy they interview.  Well, that and the entire concept.

On a Need to Know Basis

The following is a photograph of the crappy general purpose paper shredder I have at home.  Notice, in particular, the instructions for what not to shred in pictorial format (click photo for larger version).

Now, unless I am interpreting completely incorrectly, which is entirely possible, it would seem that NoviTech feels that I need to be instructed not to shred babies, human hair, water bottles, my own hand, ties or (most sensibly) paper clips.

Ok, in fairness I can understand that they're probably saying not to let children use it and perhaps not to use liquid on it for some reason but I'm really at a loss for the hair, hand and tie images.  Maybe just warnings to keep those things out of it if they are attached to you?  Sad that people need to be told if that's the case.

A-hole Lot of Bad Parking

So I went to the orthopaedic doc for a cortisone shot in the shoulder today.  Entering the parking deck, I got to experience the fury of an idiot poorly parked and taking up two parking spaces.  Fortunately, there was an open spot three spots down from there so the greater portion of my rage was abated and I had no materials to leave the driver a description of my opinion of their parking and related social skills.

I go in, get my shoulder stabbed and come out to find *this* upon my return to the parking deck:

I drive the blue Honda Element on the right.  It took every ounce of my being not to key this vehicle.  I also miraculously managed to resist providing them with a healthy door ding on their passenger side.  Seriously, WTF?!?  Other than specifically to spite me, I can't even come up with an excuse for this behavior.

This one trip may be the straw that puts writing materials in my car as a standard.