Ken's Buddy

Found this while surfing around a bit.

It's surprising because the name is spelled right. And it looks just like me. OK, add about 50 pounds and glasses & a beard - then he looks just like me. Back when I had more hair.

At least I know that I can always borrow clothes from my buddy Ken.

A New Perspective on the Moon Landing Hoax

I spotted this sign as were were driving around Crete. We didn't go inside, maybe I should have.

I am trying to understand how Homo-Sapiens evolved from caves on the moon, and I started to think about all the people that think the moon landings were faked. And then it hit me! Maybe, since it all happened so long ago, obviously we are just remembering things differently (hoax believers vs. non-believers), but we're all remembering it wrong. They weren't moon LANDINGS, but launches. The humans that evolved from caves on the moon colonized the Earth, about 40... no 6000... no 200,000 years ago.

Or something. Maybe they had a pair of all other animals on board as well. And it wasn't Neil Armstrong, it was Noah Armstrong!

Like I said, I should have gone in to see what was up.

Hopefully, it is just a mistake made by someone writing in their 2nd or 3rd language (I know I make enough mistakes in my 2nd language, sometimes to hilarious effect). I really, really, hope that there aren't people out there that think humans evolved on the moon.

Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog

Great, high-quality entertainment with an attempt at alternative-to-normal-Hollywood distribution. Watch for free until July 20th.

Fun stuff. I'll probably purchase it when the option is available.

Lebkuchenherzen

At most (all?) festivals in Germany, at least Southern Germany (I haven't spent much time in the North, especially Northeast), there are stands that sell Lebkuchenherzen - essentially gingerbread hearts with frosting and sappy phrases. Usually they say things like "I love you" or "my sweetie" or "Grandma's little sweetheart" or "my sunshine". They include holes & a ribbon so they can be worn around the neck, and everyone can see that you are daddy's little princess or treasure or whatever. Usually they are written in German too, but at some places, especially more touristy spots, there will be plenty of english as well.

At the Bad Canstatter Volksfest in Stuttgart this year, we spotted, amongst the German "I love you" and "I'm easy" hearts, the classic English "I have the tits, so I make the rules". Jeannette grabbed the camera and ran over to take the shot.

Greatest Town Name. Ever.

Yeah, the town is Fucking, Austria. We think that we should open a hotel there and call it the "Fucking Hotel". And maybe a bar attached - "The Fucking Pub".

It puts this one in 2nd place:



Conversations must be interesting in nearby towns. I can just imagine someone saying: "I'm going to Wank with my friends tonight."

For Tom & Jan

We were kinda sorta doing a cheap wine tour of Northeast Italy the first week of October. The nice thing is that cheap wine in Italy is generally very drinkable. It's cheap as in economical, not as in tacky or sleazy.

Well, we saw this Chardonnay from Italy and as we know form their kinda sorta recent visit, Dad & Jan like chardonnays, so we decided to try it out and see what we were missing.



Yes, a nice 1 liter box of wine from Italy. It's so much easier and more convenient to throw one of these in the backpack and camp out along the river for a picnic. It's lighter. There's no chance of breakage. And it's re-sealable. With this, our collapsable plastic travel cup, and some cubes of fresh(ish) Parmesan cheese, we have perfected the art of the portable, impromptu wine tasting experience.

What Happened After the Death Star Blew Up

Absolutely Hilarious.