woot follow up...

well I just read how the Crap is being sent out from their blog :(I need to learn how to read SO COME ON NUMBER 2)

Thanks For Five Years Of Wooting, Wooters!
Don’t you hate those jerks who have nothing better to do than sit up at midnight and hit refresh so they can snipe your rightful Bag O’ Crap out from under you?
So we’re faced with the strange problem of figuring out the fairest way to dish out your crap. Fortunately, those low-down crap rustlers don’t usually read this text. So they don’t know that everybody who buys today’s Woot-Off lights will automatically have a (slim) chance at receiving a genuine Bag O’ Crap. That’s how we’re celebrating our fifth birthday today. It was either this or Chuck E. Cheese.
Here’s the way it works. You buy these tasteful, dynamic, unique, attractive, useless Woot-Off lights, for the oddly familiar price of $3 plus $5 shipping. That’s your end of the deal.
Then, if the last digit of your order number matches the last integer digit (that’s the ones digit) of the final Dow Jones Industrial Average at the close of business Monday, July 13, 2009 (after all settling), we’ll send you a bonafide Bag O’ Crap. We promise only that it will include a bag and some quantity of crap. Thrilling, we know.
Since these lowly Woot-Off lights are likely to be available for a while, we figured this sort of randomness was a better way to distribute crap than the usual mad scramble where everybody gets mad and blames everything on our poor servers. They’ve taken too much abuse from you people already. If you don’t like the outcome this time, take it up with Wall Street.
So those of you who aspire to buy our crap, buy these crappy lights and wait for astronauts Buzz Aldrin and Jim Lovell (along with some Louis Vuitton executive) to ring the closing bell on Monday. 9 out of 10 of you will receive Woot-Off lights and only Woot-Off lights. 1 out of 10 will receive Woot-Off lights plus the obligation to take some of this garbage off of our hands.
The question in that scenario is, who are the “winners” and who are the “losers”? If you’re one of the aforementioned jerks, feel free to tell everybody in our forums how much you regret wasting your money on that garbage.
And we’ll go ahead and give the rules again for those of you unlucky enough to nab Bag O’ Crap XL (that’s 40 in Roman numerals, not extra large):
THE HOLY CRAP COMMANDMENTS v3.1
I. Thou shalt expect nothing beyond ONE bag of some kind and SOME NUMBER OF crappy items.
II. Thou shalt not whine and complain when some people’s crap turns out to be nicer than yours.
III. Thou shalt take a moment to consider whether you might be better off just not buying this crap.
IV. Thou shalt not expect better crap just because things are different this time. Crap is crap.
V. To paraphrase Stephen Stills, shalt thou not get the crap you want, want the crap you get.
VI. Shalt thou receive Woot-Off lights only, thou shalt consider that crap enough.

Happy Days are Here Again

w00t! logged on later last night to woot, and it was their birthday and here was the screen:


So I will be the proud owner of some woot lights and random crap.... Oh I hope it is a TV with out a remote and not an IBM blade server rack... I also have 3 random shirts coming too, so you'll be seeing some updates on all that coming up soon.

I think the next post with be my Palm Pre review the good the bad and the great.....

PEACE! CT

The Good the Bad and the Ugly.....

Well Jamie Lou's uncle Charlie gave a call to the house sometime back. (a little background here, Uncle Charlie used to drive a big rig and Des Moines was one of his routes. and when ever we would be in Kansas City he would say "I drove by your house the other day" and we would ask why he would never call. Well 12 years later Uncle Charlie called.) The call was a few weeks back and Jamie whispers to me, "I think something is wrong, it is Charlie on the phone." Well the complete opposite was true, there wasn't a thing wrong... in fact he was taking us up on the offer to come to Des Moines with a place to stay. You see over the 4th is the 17th annual Good Guys Heartland Nationals. Now Charlie isn't just a car show buff, he happens to be the proud owner of a blue 1970 Torino GT with a white drop top. While it was the 4th of July 2009 in Des Moines Iowa global warming made sure that it was in the 60s and raining most of the day. But was had a good time and below are some of out favorites from Saturday the 4th. Please leave a comment let me know which ones you really like.

Charlie and his torino

Charlie and his torino

Charlie and his torino

This car would turn gold when the sun came out...

While I like chrome on Bel Airs... I liked this color combo here

Jamie Lou started to fall in love with delivery trucks, not as much as bel airs but quite a bit.

it don't get much more purple that this...

El Camino.....

Herbie got embarassed

It just shows that Orange and White do go together, but My 2010 with have black stripes...

A tad Hawk coloered for me, but this was a real nice car.

A lot of work on this rod... look at the copper work....

While I didn't know Ike, I think I like him too

Different strokes for different folks

Copper and Ornage were both real popular

You don't see a lot of DeSotos aroudn these days

A woody bus ready for the beach

Let's see zero to dead on 4 seconds... what should we call it?

Studabaker made some sexy cars.....

Jamie lou said she hated flames, but I think they grew on her towards the end.

A 1963 1/2 Ford Falcon, not original like ours, but it still had the same smell

You think Ace and Gary brought this one? The guy that owned this Jag didn't want to say one word to us.... wonder why his car looks like a dick...

The Great Tomato Incident (2009)

So Jamie Lou got some great gifts from her sister Kerry's family (Kerry, Tom, Peter, and James). They were upside down tomato hangers. I have since come to learn that pretty much anything can and will grow upside down.

But I digress....


So earlier with brother Zac's help we basically built a cross in my back yard where is gets full sun. And it is a very nice cross, nice enough Thad may even want to burn it! (a little Dubuque humor for everyone there.... I am in no way implying that Thad burns crosses. But I have built a cross in my backyard, and he is from Dubuque.)



Zac and I were proud. we had made a tomato hanger thingy, with no plans or help from anyone. soon though I saw the error of my ways. While the top of the arms of the tomato hanger was tall enough once you hung the basket with its chain it was much lower than I had anticipated. as you can see on the left here, the tomato plant is already almost on the ground. See being a first time upside down fruit grower I really didn't know at all what to expect.

This is why I consider myself to be adaptable, I don't let it bother me when things go bad, I just drink a few beers and ignore the problem. If that doesn't fix it, I'll venture out into the world and see if there is any inspiration to be had out there. If that doesn't fix it, then it must not be too big of a problem and we will own the issue and make it a plus (see our yellow counter top as proof).




So once day while out working on my uncle Joe's pool with Zac I see he too has some unside down hangers, but his are on his deck with pipe holding it up in the air **idea forms here**



While I have no deck to run pipe up on, I do have a great tomato crucifix in my backyard I can use. So off the the Home Depot (only one trip to the hardware store for maybe the first time in my life, maybe because I drew up what I needed and stuck to the plan).







below are the results of my fix. I ended up getting 2 extra 90's to keep the 200# circles holding up the hangers from falling off the end. All in all a pretty good project, and I think the tomatoes will be good as there are already blooms all over both plants. You can see in the last picture how much lift was actually attained:

Golfing....

Went Golfing with my buddy Paul this morning. Cant' see where the fairway starts? NO PROBLEM, you have a scorecard with a picture. Can't see the ball once you hit it? NO PROBLEM, you know the general direction it went. Sort of. Can't take carts off the cart path? NO PROBLEM, you can walk. oh, yeah..... I think they call it a dense fog advisory.

We played The Legacy Golf Club in Norwalk at 6:20 this morning. Maybe one of the more memorable rounds I have had in the last few years. The Legacy is hard enough when you can see where you are hitting. There were some pars made though be tween us, so that is pretty amazing.

so enjoy this camera phone shot:

Things I learned from the movie The Hangover

yaaaaarrrrrr there be spoilers down below, so proceed with caution. Ye have been warned.


Mike, Jamie Lou and I went to the movie last week and we had a dashingly good time. We laughed, we cried, we came together closer as a group.

Actually, we just laughed.

So with all that here are some things I learned from watching The Hangover.

I learned that tigers like pepper, but hate cinnamon.

I learned that even though you may find Mike Tyson sweet, the guy that got punched by him might still find him a mean man.

I learned that they may have given out rings at the holocaust.

I learned that if you find a baby you should name him Carlos.

I learned that a wolf pack of four will wander the desert searching for strippers and cocaine.

I learned it is funny because he is fat.

I learned that next weekend is no good because the Jonas Brothers are in town.

I learned that counting cards, like masturbating on a plane, isn't illegal, just frowned upon.

I learned that since 9/11 that both counting cards and masturbating is probably illegal. Thanks Bin Laden!

I learned that some drug dealers don't know the difference between ecstasy and roofies.

I learned that better names for toofies inclue dropsies and floorsies.

I learned that if you friends call you Dr Faggot, your girlfriend will too.

I learned that Zach GalifianaKis shouldn't be within 200 feet of a school...or a Chuck-E-Cheese.

I learned that leaving a phone message is cool, but leaving a text is gay.

I learned that if you dare an insecure dentist to tear out his own tooth, he'll do it.

I also learned that will make him look like a nerdy hillbilly.

I learned that in fact, what ever happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas. Even if you destroy your future father-in-law's classic car.

And lastly, I learned that if you marry a hooker while blacked out from drugs and alcohol it is probably better that that woman at home. As she is a heartless woman that had sex with a bartender on a cruise ship.

Sad little Prissy

A DECREE:
Prissy Poopy Pants is henceforth to be known as Pirate Prissy Poopy Pants.

She got glaucoma a while back in her right eye and with in a matter of weeks went completely blind in it. So the poor little girl on Thursday had it taken out. She doesn't really seem to mind one bit. Running up the stairs, eating, snapping at Moses Pee-Body. All is pretty ok in her world, other than she is now sans one eye.

The left eye us still good, well as good as an old person's eye can be. After she was dropped off I asked if Jamie Lou confirmed which eye was to be removed and she said "they know". She was right they did know. so no terrible stories of the wrong eye getting removed in this post. So other than a little leaking post operation, I think she is going to getting along good as new in a few days.

Her left side is still pretty good.


left eye good, right eye gone. They put mesh behind the lid to that the eye wouldn't 'sag' in.


See all the pirate needs is an eye-patch and a pirate hat:



Close up of the left eye.