A trip in the time machine.

Hope you enjoy these as much as I do.
Even if it wasn't ever your thing, you gotta respect a cartoon character who gets away with shouting "HOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" infront of a huge audience of kids.





Gotta love that guitar. Actually, I think I liked the opening and closing theme (mostly closing) more than the whole cartoon!

The Bush Countdown clock.

The folks who did this also make Countdown Keychains and say these are the reasons why everyone should have one and wear it:

*Wearing one around your neck helps to keep Republicans away and smells much better than garlic.
*Purchasing a BackwardsBush keychain instantly qualifies you for "Enemy Combatant" status.
*You'll never again be mistaken for a Republican.
*Now that Bush has his judges on the bench, the keychains will most likely soon be illegal (and therefore a collector's item).
*Unlike Bush, our keychain has a 100% approval rating.
*Carrying a BackwardsBush keychain will make it much easier on the Secret Service to identify you when they break into your house in the middle of the night to take you to Guantanamo.
*In case of impeachment, keychain can easily be reset to reflect new departure date.
*You might as well spend your money on a keychain now, because if social security gets privatized, you won't have any money left!!!
*If you're reading this, the NSA is most likely already spying on you, so you might as well make it worth it!!!
*Backwards Bush proudly supports 'Save Darfur'.

Mother's day and other interesting stuff...

Haven't updated the blog in a while. Sometimes I go 'off' it. So, today, I'm feeling bad for the sorry state it's in...
So, last week, I was sick. Really sick. And the worst thing about being sick is that I was alone, in the sense that no one was around to look after me, and if that wasn't enough, I had the kids to look after. The place became an instant pig sty. The kids got hungry, and the older one had to find a way to feed her and her sis. I was out of it.

By the next day, I was much better.. although mornings and evenings are the worst. And then on Mother's day, I was taken out and pampered. Went to a great restaurant, that does the most delicious meat and has the most tempting salad bar. I would live there if I could and have Irish rib-eye steak for breakfast lunch and dinner everyday.

So, *what's today? 15?* in 2 days time, it's our anniversary. It's been 5 years since someone hit me with a bat, knocked me out cold, impersonated me and then forged my signiture on them marriage certificates!

I would have gotten less for a hit and run.

My Brodo.

I was browsing today. (ah, does't that sound so posh)...

Ok. I was bored as hell and wasting time on the net today, when I came across this and it reminded me of someone. He knows who he is.




Yes, you my dear Brodo. :D

Little Einsteins...

You know when you walk into a toy shop, and you start looking at the bright packages... inside you're like a little firecracker.. just like when you was a kid. But this time, you're buying a toy for your own kids and you want to believe that such a store doesn't bring out the kid in you, right?

Well, it does. There. I said it.

But worse than a store... lately, I've become hooked to a pre-schooler's tv cartoon and its theme song. It's just stuck in my head. And both my kids' heads. We walk around the house singing it and filling in for each other...



Catchy no?