I just learned that the Mythbusters just made their biggest mistake ever.
They shot a cannonball from a bomb range 700 yards into a Dublin, California neighborhood, through a house, up stairs, out the window, through another house, out the window, into a minivan, through the minivans windows, and into someone’s lawn.
Wow.
Kind of scary.
Just wanted to say Happy Thanksgiving to all “Jibbles” followers.
Also, Gizmodo.com has a great black friday cheat sheet. It’s basically a list of everything that’s going to be marked down. Here’s the link:
http://gizmodo.com/5696851/the-ultimate-black-friday-2010-cheat-sheet
(That’s also where I got the picture)
Thanks and goodbye.
Wait, what am I thanking you for? You did nothing for me.
Your welcome, and goodbye.
That’s better.
This movie gets the award for most predicting movie of the year.
Let’s go through what happens.
*Ahem*
The planet of the apes, it, uh, rises.
And that’s the movie in a nutshell. Of course, the special effects were good, and it was a so-so plot. Just…
Predictable.
I leave you with a beautiful nature scene.
Hahahahahahahaha! Got you!
Hi everyone, just wanted to let you know that I lost my tooth.
I know, I’m proud of myself too.
Sorry I haven’t been able to post in a while, but I’ve been traveling. Fear not, when the school year starts up again I intend to post daily.
Anyways, I saw the last Harry Potter movie a couple of days ago, and it was really good. Probably the best one of the series. Currently, Harry Potter 7 is in spot number 8 on the list of highest grossing films. I’m hoping it will turn out in spot number one for highest grossing film, which is now occupied by “Avatar.”
Here’s the link: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_highest-grossing_films
So, um, that’s all folks.
Adios.
Bye Bye.
I’m just going to stop typing now.
There’s this whole thing over the Internet about these “Petite Lap Giraffes”. If you haven’t heard, I’ll fill you in.
Apparently they drink distilled water and eat Bonsi leaves. A baby is 15 cm and an adult is 27 cm.
Strange, huh?
Here’s a picture of one.
So today I was walking my dog.
Yes, the wiener dog. But that’s not the point.
The worst part of walking a dog is the poop. You’ve got to pick it up, even if you don’t want to. And then you’ve got to carry it around until you get home or find a trashcan. Well, I’ve found a simple soloution to this problem: attach the poop-bag to the dog’s collar.
Maybe not so good for the dog, but hey, it works.
Anyways.
So I was walking my dog when all of the sudden a silver 99′ Dodge SUV pulls around the corner. The guy whose driving the car is about 68, and he’s looking at me like catfish looks at a peice of bacon. (Man, I’m good at analogies!) So basically, he’s looking at me like a maniac.
I thought it was strange, but it got even stranger. He turned around and pulled up in front of me, exept now I didn’t see him, I saw his wife.
She was also looking at me like a maniac.
I was getting ready to run when she rolled down the window. She looked very exited. Her eyes were large. Freakishly large.
And this is what she says:
“She’s carryin’ her own poop bag!”
She says “poop” with a little popping sound at the end.
“Uhhh…Yes she is, I tho-”
I don’t have time to finish my sentence, because they’re already driving away like a moose drives a wagon. (I’m really good at these analogies)
So basically, I had a pretty weird Tuesday.
Today, I’m going to a date farm.
What is a “date?” you may be wondering. Its a little fruit that grows on a palm tree.
And we’re going to drive 79.6 miles into the middle of nowhere.
For some dates.
I tell you how it went tomorrow.
Wish me luck.
A first glance, you might think this was your average nude-baby picture.
You would be wrong.
Very wrong.
Look at the eyes. The eyes! Little black ovals staring menacingly into the distance. These babies would obviously stop at nothing to kill you. They would enjoy seeing you in pain. They would even laugh at the very thought of it.
Did I mention that they’re armed?
With bows and arrows?
I can imagine this:
A normal sunny day in Las Vegas, the birds are singing, blah blah blah blah. Then, suddenly, little Timmy falls on his face, dead.
One of the witnesses cries out, “He’s been shot with a bow and arrow!”
No more Timmy.
Don’t make the same mistake as poor Timmy. Wear full body protection 24/7. Trust no one.
Especially the babies.
I know what your thinking, no she is not an angel. At least, I don’t think so.
This picture was taken on Christmas, December of last year. Gaspard, the dog, despises the dress. As deceiving as it looks, she is very, very angry.
Thanks for reading my blog today, and remember to tell your friends about it.
And your friends’ friends.
And your friends’ friends’ friends.
And your friends’ friends’ friends’ friends.
P.S. tell your friends.
Let me first say that I did not choose to read Little House In The Big Woods.
Yes, its sad, but I was forced.
Anyways, back to the Headcheese.
According to Little House in the Big Woods, Headcheese is a delicacy that comes from the tender, moist flesh on a hog’s face.
Yum.
For all of you out there that want to try to make Headcheese in your own kitchen, try this classic recipe.
JIBBLES-STYLE HEADCHEESE by: Jibbles
Step 1: Find a hog.
Step 2: Kill your hog.
Step 3: Behead your dead hog.
Step 4: Boil head in big pot till the meat “falls off the face” as described in book.
Step 5: Mash the meat together.
Step 6: Invite your friends and family over for a yummy meal of hog-face, its sure to be a crowd-pleaser!
Fun Fact: Headcheese isn’t really cheese, its just gelatinous, jello-like fat from a hog’s face.
