Pure Terror

This is a picture of my cousin's sons. Twins, and I think they are three. Have you seen such deviousness?

The one in front looks like he got away with something, and the one in back looks like he's going to try for himself.

The Best Arcade Game Ever

I heard someone say this the other day:

"This is Area 51-type shit."

I immediately laughed; the statement meant such varied things. But I then started thinking about the arcade game. Have you ever played it? You have a pistol control, and you shoot alien soldiers that jump out at you. You're a member of some death squad I think is called S.T.A.R.R., or something similar. Maybe S.T.I.C.K? Anyway, I was awesome at it.

Later, in the Air Force, I would get the expert marksman award/ribbon for the 9mm handgun. Thanks video games.

It's Beginning to Look a lot Like Slippers

I wear house shoes every evening (and I mean they are slippers with a rubber sole); I love them. I may look ridiculous and/or redonkulous, but I don't care. They are warm and comfortable, like a microwaved-pillow. Your feet thank you, as well. And I don't mean like they literally speak to you, but more like if I was an interpreter for footwear who just told me what to say.