RSS Overdose
My RSS Feed Reader has grown to a monstrous size. Sometimes it’s hard to keep up with every single post from every blog that I like.
So I have recruited some help…
Turning Trash Into Cash
A while back I wrote about how we save aluminum cans and I crush them with the old Blazer that sits in the driveway. Remember that?
Well, we have been saving cans for a while now. The bags were piling up in our backyard. Every time we had a storm or high winds I would have to trek across my yard and my neighbors yards to gather up all of the bags of cans that had been blown away.
I finally got a chance to take the cans in to get them recycled. Here is a pic of my truck loaded up with all of the cans…
Well, after driving to the recycling center, unloading the truck, the cans were weighed…
86 lbs of cans!
My engineering mind has got the best of me and I really want to know just how many cans make up 86 lbs?
- I weighed one empty aluminum can and it weighed 0.5 oz
- and there are 16 oz per lb.
- This means it takes 32 cans to make up 1 lb
- So 32 cans/lb x 86 lbs = 2752 cans in 86 lbs!
Two thousand seven hundred fifty two cans! Holy cow!
It’s hard enough to save money for ourselves, however we want to be able to put some money away from time to time for Ace’s future. Recycling cans is one way we decided to get this done.
Anyways, I received $55.90 for all of these cans. This money is going straight into Ace’s savings account. Don’t spend it all in one place little man!
Not too shabby for something that we would have usually thrown away, eh?
Some New Pics
I got a new camera for Christmas and have been taking a lot of pictures. Figured I would share some of my favorites…
Ace enjoys his first bite of pizza!
When Ace gets tired he will sleep just about anywhere and in whatever position he ends up in. 😀
Ace and Buddy, ready for a nap.
Ace riding his new truck he got for Christmas. His cousin Olivia is helping.
Dad and Ace having some fun with the new camera.
Ace trying to fingerprint the lens.
Ace admiring all of his new Christmas toys.
Ace up to no good!
Ace showing off his new teeth!
Dad and Ace playing with the camera again…
The sock monster strikes again!
Ace walking right out of his pants!
A Slickery Nipurbula Please
Momma makes fun of me all the time because I make up a lot of words. Ace, being the sponge he is, will most likely hear me say something totally off the wall and think it is normal…and repeat it.
So, I feel it is my duty, as Ace’s Dad, to educate the public with definitions of the terms that Ace will be using. Hopefully then, someone out there will have a clue about what he is talking about in the future.
Nookin’ – Ever heard someone say they are nic’n? When they are in desperate need of some nicotine, the term “nic-ing” is common. So what about when you are in some desperate need of some nookie? Wouldn’t you be nookin’? Being a male who’s sole existence is fueled on testosterone, I find myself nookin’ quite regularly. 🙂 WARNING: Never say, “Dear, I’m nookin’. Wanna go upstairs?” Doesn’t work. Trust me. I’ve tried this method multiple times and have been shut down every single time. 😀
Plogged – This is a combination of being plugged and clogged. For example, when I have a cold, my nose gets “plogged”. The shower drain gets plogged with hair sometimes. The toilet gets plogged with too much TP from time to time. Plogged. It’s a great word that Webster forgot to mention in his book.
Slickery – Slickery is another combination of two words. Slick and slippery. When it snows then sidewalks get slickery. Slickery when wet!
Pantons – Feminine hygiene is one topic I try to stay out of. But it never fails…that time of the month rolls around and there are no feminine hygiene products in the house, even though I bought the super jumbo pack last month. Shiznits! Off again I go to the store to buy some Pantons. I can’t even bring myself to type the word! You know the things with an applicator…a string…the million wrappers in the bathroom trashcan. Those things are what I am talking about. Pantons!
Panshoo – I have no idea how this word came about. Panshoo comes in a bottle. I prefer the $0.89 per bottle kind. Momma prefers the $40 per bottle kind. There are probably 154 different bottles of panshoo sitting in our shower at the moment. One is mine. Momma has 153. Can you guess what it is? ….. Shampoo! (I know I’m a weirdo, you don’t have to tell me.)
Nipurbulas – It’s a body part. Everyone has two of them. Some are big. Some are small. Some are dark, and some are almost invisible. On guys they don’t have much practical use other than keeping us from looking funny when we take off our shirts. Figure it out yet? Nips! Nipples! Nipurbulas!
Watoosie – A watoosie tends to follow you every where you go. You sit on it. Women always ask if their pants make it look big. Got it yet? Rear end…bum…butt…watoosie!
So…next time you go to the bar…order a slickery nipurbula and see if they know what you are talking about. 😀