Monthly Archives: September 2009

Of Mountains And Molehills

old funicular run near Nikko, Tochigi-ken


Some people make mountains out of molehills,

 but what do people make molehills out of?

… I can think of nothing.


note:mold hills” are made out of cheese … or the moon … or something.

double note: playing with a hula-hoop is exaggyrating!


notes to myself # 14

Watching “The Love Boat” and “Fantasy Island” does not classify as a good Friday night.
No way; no how; no never!

The Blue Monkey #15

Behold! The Blue Monkey!


The Blue Monkey predicts …

In our lifetime there will be an end to all “End of the World” groups.
… possibly this won’t be a good thing.



The blue monkey is a lesser oracle who predicts what may happen, not what will happen. He has studied many different disciplines on his path to enlightenment, including: using ouija boards, reading horoscopes, counting cherry pits, blowing out birthday candles, opening fortune cookies, pulling wishbones, watching Kung Fu reruns, listening to the weatherman, twisting apple stems, and shaking the Magic 8 Ball. All behold the blue monkey!

BEHOLD: The Blue Monkey #1
             The Blue Monkey #2
             The Blue Monkey #3
             The Blue Monkey #4
             The Blue Monkey #5
             The Blue Monkey #6
             The Blue Monkey #7
             The Blue Monkey #8
             The Blue Monkey #9
             The Blue Monkey #10
             The Blue Monkey #11
             The Blue Monkey #12
             The Blue Monkey #13
               The Blue Monkey #14


notes to myself #13

When you are 7 do not eat the chocolate Elizabeth offers you; it’s unsweetened baking chocolate.

Not Sure With Out Genetic Testing

I recycled them in to the garbage after I did this.



note: wordpress should just add “possibly unrelated posts” at the bottom of each entry.

double note:  I wonder what this entry will generate as related posts. I guess I won’t know until I post it!

triple note: there is a familiar resemblance between all of these post-it notes: I think they are related.

quadruple note: is it really a post-it note before you write anything on it?


notes to myself #12

When you murder that person at 32 make sure you clean off the fingerprints on their glasses; and don’t be so lazy digging that hole.
… I’m just messing with you! … 32 is a very good year.

Money Making Scheme #16

Bawl Babies! Collect them all!


I’m going to sell “Bawl Babies”: balls with cry baby faces on them.

Any type of ball should do: tennis bawl babies, golf bawl babies, soccer bawl babies, super bawl babies, ping pong bawl babies, rubber bawl babies, beach bawl babies, Lucille Bawl babies, tether bawl babies, bowling bawl babies, medicine bawl babies, rugby bawl babies, basebawl babies, basketbawl babies, Nerfbawl babies, meatbawl babies, …



I’ll give you something to cry about!

More useful than a Cabbage Patch Kid … and they bounce too!


note: if this works, I may branch out into “Bald Babies” … ones with no fake drawn-in hair on them!

double note: paddles not included.

safe to paddle in public

triple note: Money Making Scheme #1 and #2 and #3 and #4 and #5 and #6 and #7  and #8  and #9  and #10  and #11  and# 12  and# 13 and #14  and #15  are still scheming.


notes to myself #11

When you are 19 don’t take the “selling encyclopedias door to door” job.
It’s just not your thing.
Did you really want to be good at that anyway?

The Video: Really Bad Things

 Here is a little video Kelly Pettit  and I made.
It’s a mixture of the “Really Bad Things” series with a bunch of new ones thrown in too!



 note: a very very very very special “thank you” to Kelly Pettit  who did all the work on this one: director, producer, cinematographer, sound engineer, and most especially editor. I really couldn’t have done this with out his expertise in things I know nothing about.
He also carried half the pool table around with me looking silly for a few hours.
Kelly rocks!!!!

double note: I should have smiled more in this video.

triple note: Really Bad Things, More Really Bad Things, and Still More Really Bad Things are still being bad.


notes to myself #10

When you are 9 years old do not do Morris’ paper route for him. He’s not going to pay you; and him and his dad are douche b … oh! … you don’t know those words yet! … they are jerks.

Something Telepathy

 moat and van


“Sacra monu senti
Tempera govern experi
Develop orna detri” 

… sorry

I’m just being … mental!


note: it looks like a spell I’m going through!

double note: Latin? … Latout I say!

triple note: my van is none of those things! … maybe a little sentimental.


notes to myself #9

When you are 28 take your own camera to Europe: Simon likes to stick his fingers in to pictures.

This Year’s Best Photograph!

I can't help if you thought it was going to be something else.



note: what did you really expect from me?

double note: here’s a photograph of the “photo graph”‘s photograph.

just in case you didn't think I thought of doing this



notes to myself #8

The “Dune” books get crappy after the 3rd one.


What's that "harking" over there?


I think I’m “wise” beyond my years:

… possibly counterclockwise.


note: record levels of “counter productivity” are being recorded on planetross lately.

double note: I wish I was on the Space Station … because then I’d never be under the weather.  

triple note:This Year’s Best Photograph” will be the next entry!


notes to myself #7

Mom hid your Nerfball in the liquor cabinet.


in the Amazon 2006


Two-toed Sloths and Three-toed Sloths do not mate with each other.

It’s only a toe!

That seems pretty picky.


note: I think I’m one eighth sloth from my father’s side.

double note: I’m a Five-toed Sloth.

triple note: I guess African and Indian elephants don’t mate with each other either … but that’s because of  language and distance.


notes to myself #6

Darth Vader is Luke and Leia’s father! Yes they are twins! I know it’s unbelievable, but it’s true! … okay don’t believe me brace face!

Opportunally Eternalistic

 no hand reaching down today


People keep throwing rocks through my window of opportunity.

Someone stole the pie I had cooling on that window ledge too!


note: shouldn’t opportunity “tap” instead of “knock” … if it’s a window?

double note:last chance!” … when was my “first chance“?

triple note: the best chance is somewhere between slim and fat


notes to  myself #5

You won’t need glasses until you’re 40 … no matter what you do.