Live Lobsters to Celebrate 5 Years!

A few weeks ago James and I celebrated our 5-year wedding anniversary. To celebrate, I honored James' love of all things surf and turf, and ordered a Lobster Gram. The nice company in Maine ships live lobsters and other tasty goodies straight to your door. I didn't get a picture of the FedEx guy delivering it, but that's okay, because he wasn't wearing a lobster costume, despite my hopes.

Here's the box the little crustaceans arrived in:

And here are the beauties themselves. The one on the right was definitely the fiestier of the two. It gave James a bit of a fight. Thank goodness for those rubber bands! (And yes, that is a lemon and a plastic bag of butter packets nestled into the box with the lobsters.)

I made James put them in the pot of boiling water. (And no, they did not scream.) (And yes, I did feel a little bit bad about the whole thing. But someone else killed the cow that gave us our filet mignon. It shouldn't make a difference who does the killing, but it does have a psychological effect.)

But of course I got past my guilt and enjoyed the scrumptious feast...

...and some good company:

Here's to another five years and beyond!

A Worldly Chainsaw

If you loved One cannot simply begin calling a person a banana and expect to be understood, then keep reading. Here's another spam email excerpt. Thanks to Dave for this gem.

A stovepipe somewhat pees on the paternal short order cook. A ball bearing defined by the skyscraper operates a small fruit stand with a hockey player over the sheriff. A tabloid beyond the wheelbarrow caricatures a squid about a vacuum cleaner. A lover caricatures the fairy related to the bottle of beer, and a worldly chain saw figures out an apartment building. The pig pen from a sandwich seeks a movie theater from a blood clot, but some cough syrup from some football team barely organizes a fighter pilot.

Fun with Video

My brother, who is a keen collector of odd online videos, introduced me to Glumbert.com, apparently run by a guy who is an even keener collector of such oddities. Some of the videos that David sent to me were downright disturbing, including a creepy montage of clips from Mr. Rogers' Neighborhood. I mean, really, how can you make Mr. Rogers creepy? (Sadly, it can be done. But should it ever be done? I think we all can agree -- No. Okay, my brother wouldn't agree. But I'm still not linking to it.)

But here are some videos worth watching:

• All the President's Words (from Comedy Central)
• "I lost to Barry Manilow!" (from the 2006 Emmys)
• Crazy Frog Brothers (These techno-synching kids are awesome. You have to watch until the end of the video. What is the taller one swinging on? A rope? A curtain tie-back? Come to think of it, he looks like the pre-adolescent version of more than one of my teenage boyfriends!)
• Acoustic Outkast cover (This is bloody brilliant. The original version of "Hey Ya" is a lot of fun, but this cover is miles away from it and just beautiful. I tip my hat to Obadiah Parker, which is apparently a band, not a man.)

The Evolution of Dance

For a good time, go to http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dMH0bHeiRNg.

Big Big Man

I think that I promised pictures of a giant football player in a previous post. Here you go:

And here's an up-close-and-personal:

This guy is outside of a garage/tire store a few miles from my house. (He used to hold a tire in his right hand.) He's been there since I was a little kid. I don't know who he is. I could guess, but I might be wrong, and that's embarrassing.

There used to be another giant man somewhere nearby. Where was it? And who was he? Why does Paul Bunyan come to mind? Does anyone around here know?