Pooh's War On Pride: The Battle Rages On

I hope this post settles this debate about whether or not Pooh Bear is cute or not once and for all.

I was cleaning up the waiting room at work a few days ago. Parents will often "donate" their old books and toys to our waiting room. And by donate I mean bring their old crap that their kids don't use anymore and leave it in our waiting room for others to use. Not exactly philanthropy at its finest, but I will admit, it beats throwing these items away.

So imagine my horror as I came across this book cover.



No pants. A shirt three sizes too small to cover his beer belly. Honey all over his face and belly. A spilled honey pot on the ground. The whole scene reminds me of a few lines from James McMurtry's song, "Peter Pan."

Beer cans to the ceiling
Ashtray on the floor
Laundry on the sofa
Need I say more?

And if you look inside the book it just gets worse.




First we have to watch Pooh raid Rabbit's honey collection like a kid in a candy store. But now we have to witness this?



Three words:

Have

Some

Pride.

Home Improvements

Even the most unobservant will notice that I have changed the look and features of my blog. I have discarded my three year-old template and added some new features.

Backblog, the website I was using for comments has had some issues, as you may have noticed, over the past week. So I am going to use Blogger from now on to host my comments. The advantages are there is no longer a 200 charachter limit, and Backblog would occasionally have its problems (like it is right now). But it was a free site, so I won't complain.

One thing that was nice about Backblog was not once did I get a spam comment. So now you will have to do a word verification to comment, to keep those damn Spam comments from showing up. Also, you can log into Blogger to post, which may discourage those of you who don't have a Blogger account. But if you don't have a Blogger account, you can still comment. However, unless you identify yourself in your comment, you'll be shown as anonymous.

I also added TV Snacks, finally, to my links.

Dissertation Inspiration

One of the things I have learned in the six years that Emily has been studying Epidemilogy is that there are millions of ways to analyze and present data.

As Emily enters the home stretch of her dissertation, I suggest she find a way to present her statistics like this guy did.

It's pretty cool. Click here to see for yourself.

Back in White

Holy crap. That last post I did about the five weirdest things that happened to me was my 400th post. That's a lot of posting. However, the close follower of this blog will note that none of these 400 posts have occured over the past week or so.

Our computer was at the Apple store getting a new disc drive. This was something we planned to do in like November. Anyway, the good news is now I can play this game again. And I can get back to blogging.

The biggest news over the week that I was without computer is it snowed an absurd amount. Yesterday I went for a run with some friends, and one of the guys I was running with mentioned how snow is like cocaine for dogs.

Hmmmm, with insight like that, you figured he'd be blogging more, instead of relying on me to quote him.

Anyway, the picture below is one I snapped today of Pancho. As you can see, snow does indeed seem to make dogs go loco.




And this picture is one of the icicles hanging off our roof. Clearly we have an ice dam. I am so glad we got a new roof last year. Newer roofs have a liner underneath them keep the water from ice dams at bay.



As an aside, is roof the only noun that ends in an "f" that does not assume the "ves" ending (like "hooves" and "lives")? I can't think of any other word like it.

But, as per usual, I digress. Clearly too much heat is escaping from our upstairs. Do you think our dormers, and upstairs in general, could use some more insulation?

Seeing as how it took us over three months to get the disc drive in the computer repaired, I reckon we'll get the ice dam situation under control sometime around when we, as a nation, elect a non-white woman as President.