My shoes are full of metal

Currently listening to: Coheed & Cambria - Welcome Home

I just got back a little while ago from Leominster Hospital to have an MRI on my left knee. This is for the never ending issue that I've been having with it since I hurt it last May on Mt. Madison when I slipped on ice coming down. It has yet to heal and hurts like a mother all the time. Arg.

So they have me take off everything that's metallic and jump up on the narrow sliding table that passes into/out of the ginormous Tesla Coil. As I'm laying there, my feet feel funny. Now, going into this process I was concerned about my hands. I'm pretty sure that I've had a few steel/aluminum slivers that never came out and they would tear my flesh apart as they tried to align themselves to the poles once the coil turned on (easy there geeks, I know the aluminum ones wouldn't, they're non-ferrous). However, as he turned it on, my feet started to tilt on their own.

The tech asked if my shoes were being attracted. I said "no, I don't think so, they're all rubber and leather". However, as we went in a hair further, my shoes got sucked to the side of the tube. Apparently, walking around in the machine shop for 2 years got my shoes so filled with tiny bits of metal that they were being heavily attracted to the machine. Let's just say that I took them off awfully fast.

Two fun things for the day

So two cool things happened to me today. Probably not that cool, but I was excited.

1. I found this great recording of "Welcome Home" on YouTube. The video is decent and the audio is pretty good. I have the DVD that it is from, but it's nice to have this online that I can view anywhere.

2. I charged my Roomba and ran it around for a bit today during lunch. It's the most fun that I've ever had vacuuming. Holy crap. I just said that I have fun vacuuming. Seriously though, the little guy just keeps trucking around sucking stuff up. The best part is when it finds something really dirty, it'll stop and drive in a few circles a couple of times to make sure he gets it all. You guys will have to come over and watch the magic.

You can't honk at Nana

Currently listening to: Coheed & Cambria - Everything Evil

I was running some errands for my Gram (Mom's mom) today during lunch and I bumped into my Nana (Dad's mom) at the bank. We both left the bank at the same time and wound up driving together (me behind her) across most of Clinton.

At the light in front of Victory, they recently changed the light locations around a bit so that if you're a good driver and sit right at the stop line (as compared to way over it like most people) you cannot see the light. You actually have to cross the line a bit to see it change to green. My Nana was sitting there for about 15 seconds not moving. Granted, that's not a long time, but it's a long time when you're in a rush and you're from Massachusetts.

My first reaction was to honk to let her know it was green (as there was a long line of cars behind us) but I always feel like a jerk when I honk, plus, it was my Nana. You don't honk at Nana, do you? I didn't think so.

So, I sat there instead and waited. She eventually saw it and drove away.
Then I found $5.

Country Casual

Currently watching: The X-files - Squeeze

In the last issue of the 8 Point Sportsman's Club newsletter, there is an ad for an event coming up:

The Club will be hosting a Woodchoppers ball on Saturday, January 27 starting at 6pm. Cost is $10 per person and dress is Country Casual. The Dave Pike band will be playing. Tickets available at December meeting.

Country Casual? Are you shitting me? Seriously, I think that Country Formal would be pretty casual to begin with. If somebody can adequately describe to me what Country Casual is, you can be my friend.

Crazy Japanese kids and their games

Currently listening to: New Found Glory - On my mind

Watch this.

Watch it again. Mesmerized, aren't you? So was I. I watched it like 3 times in a row. That kid is fantastic.

I firmly believe that I attract Weirdos

Currently watching: The X-files - Pilot Episode

I went to Target in Worcester last night to pick up more stuff for my condo. I bought some bowls, glasses, cooking stuff, and the sweet-ass stainless-steel paper towel holder. It was the most luxurious $27 that I've ever spent.

So I proceed to the register to get out of there before I spend any more money, because, let's face, this condo is already making me broke. The lady is giving me a weird vibe, so I'm just hoping that this will go quickly.

While scanning my stuff, she leans in closer towards me like she needs to tell me something secret, so I lean forward as to better hear her. She then yells (not whisper, as I expected) "DO YOU KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT CELL PHONES?!". I tell her that yes, I know a decent amount as I've had one for many years and I'm a tech geek.

Instead of asking me something technical, she proceeds to inform me that she had dropped it in the sink. I try to power it up, but the most that I can get from it is the screen to start up, flash Verizon, and then turn off. I take the battery off and there's a little bit of water in there, but nothing major. I tell her to let it dry for the night, try it in the morning, and go back to the store the next day as it might warrant a new phone purchase.

As I'm trying to turn it on again, she's kind enough to mention that it didn't actually drop into the sink, but instead fell in the toilet. I pause for a second and take in the incredibly awkward silence that has befallen our space. I reply "well, I guess I'll be washing my hands as soon as I get home". She goes "well, I did flush before it happened!"

Needless to say, I touched as little as I could and scrubbed my hands adequately as soon as I could.

Hott

I'm so buying one of these Solio Chargers. This thing is sweet in terms of its size, price, and how much it can charge. I think I might get one for camping and traveling with FIRST.

It's official

Currently listening to: New Found Glory - To good to be

So I'm driving to work this morning and cut somebody off trying to get through an intersection in Worcester. I didn't mean to, it just kinda happened.

I glanced in my rear view mirror at the next light to see who it was. It was an old lady that had to be atleast 70 years old. And she was a nun.

I'm going to hell.

Awkward Walk-through

Currently listening to: Nick Swardson - Comedy Central Presents

So I did the final walk-through of my condo the other day to inspect all the work and make sure it's good to go before I sign the rest of the paperwork.

While checking out the bathroom, I noticed that there was a large amount of hidden space up in the suspended ceiling tiles that you could hide stuff if you wanted to. I proceeded to comment that it was large enough to hide several bodies.

It suddenly got really quiet in there...