Feet of Strength
"Rolf [my paternal grandfather] is interested in seeing the observatory" -mum (yeah my maternal grandparents have an observatory, what?) "Oh, has he been reading our livejournals?" -my maternal grandmother. Thats right. Not only does my paternal grandfather read at least certain livejournals, both my maternal grandparents have livejournals of their own (hanksmr and jqmold)!
So we went to my maternal grandparents' place in Camarillo (two hours north of here) for Christmas. Brother Tobin (nibot) gave "feat of strength" new meaning with his feet of unbearably strong odor (you might say they were a constant "airing" grievance in fact). His feet are bad enough, but he only brought one pair of socks for the three days he was up there (which both contributes to the smell but moreover explains the mentality which has lead to his pungent attributes). It is not an exaggeration to say one can tell when Tobin enters a room simply by the odor. During Christmas dinner mum suddenly grimaced when his feet were moved towards her under the table. He consequently moved them the other direction, causing dad to wince. And dad can barely smell on the account of working with ether in grad school. Eventually regarding comments on the feet, grandmother "mum-mum" (who has negligible olfactory abilities) said "this foot thing is getting old," to which we all responded "no, his FEET are old."
Once again I didn't get the digital camera I was promised for my birthday seven months ago. I DID however get a camera bag. What cruelty is this, seriously? Maybe I'll get a camera for my NEXT birthday. And I'll have a bag for it.
Internet Wars Continued
The house was switched to wireless today. For some reason my computer wasn't working on the network though. Tobin fixed it, then demanded that I pay him $23. When I refused to do so he removed the wireless card and uninstalled it and gave me back my laptop. I had to have my father intervene to get the card back. Its working now via normal cables. Hopefully when I return to the wirelessness of Davis it'll still work though.
Incidently, see the internet cable wars of a year ago.
Tomorrow I return to Davis via 11 hour train ride. I'm totally excited about imminently spending five days in Tahoe, but I barely saw anyone during my short time down here. Today I met up with Colleen and Colleen down at Diedrichs. Also I saw these kids there earlier. That and Elena Jordanov constitutes the entirety of friends I've seen while back here.
Wiki Entry of the Day
Kristy L Heidenberger - the embodiment of sass. Sass in a glass. Freshly squeezed sass that is naturally low on calories, yet delightfully refreshing.
Special Bonus: because it happens to be on yousendit.com already, I also point you all to the excellent song Hey Nice Guy - Cinnamon Buns, brought to you by the abovementioned Kristy Heidenberger.
Now On Video - ERIC NEARLY GETS HIT BY A ROCKET
Rocket Tomfoolery - this is one of the funniest things I've seen in awhile. Little brother Eric and his friends were firing rockets over the summer and he got the bright idea to fire one horizontally. It consequently went awol and tried to kill him. If you pause it at the beginning of the ninth second you can see him actually jumping over the incoming rocket!!! Its ridiculous. Really you have to see this. Don't delay, the video expires after a week or 25 downloads!!
In Conclusion: who brings one pair of socks for a three day weekend seriously?!