And where is inspiration born?

In reference to last blog entry, here's a site that does part of it for you.

http://www.fourteenminutes.com/fun/words/

I love listening to what that site has to tell me.

Everyone's good at something

I think that everyone is good at something. Some people are good at two things and some three, some even more and those people are called Renaissance Humaen. But nobody is good at nothing. I believe this because there are so many *things* you can do. If you think you aren't good at anything I'm certain you just haven't tried the thing you're good at. Or perhaps you have, and you haven't recognized it.

That said, it doesn't mean that everyone is good at something useful

I think that I've discovered what I'm good at, and it is making up words. I do it all day in my head, combining words, inventing suffixes, throwing letters around, reversing and jumbling words... all to form glorious new words!

And it's really fun! I enjoy every moment of it. I wish there were a culture for word inventing... like if there were large conventions with people sitting at booths with pages of words they've made up. People would be milling around buying new words, networking, socializing, collaborating...
This is why I like urban dictionary, it's the closest thing I have to that. But alas, half the creative energy goes into explanations of sexual innuendos and other perverted or worldly practices... (and a large majority of the other half goes towards parameterizing 1337 SP34K!) MLIA...

Here's some words I made up, with the meanings I made to go with them, though they could mean anything since they're undefined except by me. And I'm not Shakespeare, Merriam or Webster or anyone who somehow acquired the right (or authority?) to define the meanings of words.

Nommerva - Java that eats things
Saufacle - those thick-rimmed acetate glasses hipsters wear.
brike - a pirate cussword meaning both solid and liquid waste together.
Galves - On's friend's son. What a cute nickname... (I didn't make this one up but I'm kinda obsessed with eyezmaze)
eufane - Something that is beautiful in it's unholiness
Nirvanha - A feeding frenzy of calm euphoria. Pure joy erupting inside, but a calm precise focused energy externally.

There is plenty more... but I don't want to go on forever. Maybe later!

It feels like heavy rain.

Just a calming ssshhhhh of soul-cleansing boooosshhhhh.

It's a Nick-Nack Paddywack

*from somewhere toward the back of the room*
"your mom's a nick-nack!"

I'll ignore that.

Last entry was a farce, none of it actually happened.

But it was fun to imagine.

(that was probably obvious.)

A lot less painful to the jaw and toothbones.

This blog won "most forgettable blog of the year" from Lord Halstingdingtingworth.

Ah, no it didn't... there are millions of readerless blogs across the interwebs.

I won't cry as long as my parents aren't readers...

Can Your Chompers Hold You Up?

I was thinking just now wondering if you could hold your full body weight with just your teeth. This thought probably stemmed from a scene in Lemony Snicket's A Series of Unfortunate Events in which Sunny is hanging from the table she is firmly biting onto. The human body is an amazing thing, and I'm often surprised and astounded by it's capabilities, So who knows? Maybe doing something like that is quite possible.

Anyway, this wouldn't be a multi-million page-view blog if I wasn't the type to actually pursue experimental data regarding my ideas. So, as surely as there are hundreds of you reading this today, I did a few experiments.

First, to test the feasibility of this notion on a small scale, i grabbed my backpack (approx. 25 lbs.) with my teeth and picked it up. Not too difficult, not painful on the teeth either.

Next, I wanted to repeat the experiment with something heavier, something between my weight (approx. 169.7 lbs) and my backpack's weight. what's about 100 pounds that I can bite and get a good grip, using all my teeth? A 100 lb bag of mulch. It was a bit awkward because of it's size, but I stood up on a chair, and carefully balancing, I was able to squat down and grab it, making sure it was secure in my teeth, then slowly lift it. I got it about 3 inches off the ground, but it hurt my teeth and I didn't want to lose any.

Would I be able to lift something 70 lbs. heavier?

to be continued! (with pics and emergency room visit!)

Googely Moogely the Great McDoogaly

If I ever get a pet rat, That is what I would name him. I'd call him Mcdoogals for short.

Oh. How I want a pet rat.

p.s. I'm back.