The Forkmaster Contract

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Mr. Mustachio

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Pictures and autographs

Chip and Dale Jamboree/Dancing

Settling down

Ft. Wilderness

Great achievements in packaging

Lynda bought these granola bars in part because of their smart packaging. (Meaning the minimilistic
packaging.)


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CBS prediction, 2007

Pin prize

This is a pin from the 1996 Atlanta Paralympic Games.
My iPhone camera can't do close up focus, so the quality of this image stinks.


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Past picture

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The aforementioned shower curtain

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I'm not the only one, right?

This has been bugging me for days. Please tell me I'm not the only one who sees a resemblance, right?

"Sexy Russian Spy" (You know who I'm talking about, right?)

"Kaylee" from Firefly

Trash-talking

How do you plan to atone for not liking Wes Anderson more?

Well, I don't plan on it.

One of my faults is trying to go with the flow too often and acquiescing to the opinions of others, often letting my particular thoughts on something become submerged under the more strident statements of those around me.

I have been told (in a business setting, if not always in every other setting) that I need to speak out more strongly in favor of my own particular ideas, rather than working for consensus. That I should present my own ideas and creativity with more open confidence.

So . . . in the spirit of trying to better myself, I'll say here that I am not at all in love with Wes Anderson and I don't feel any particular need to *try* and be in love with Mr. Anderson either. I am intelligent enough to recognize that he is a skilled filmmaker and he tells stories with a subject matter focus and in a way that makes him unique. And I am in favor of uniqueness, individual honesty, and overall creativity.

His films (with the exception of "Rushmore," which I did enjoy when I watched it the one time) simply don't engage me in any particularly special way.

So, sorry fans of "The Darjeeling Limited." I probably won't be going out of my way to finally see it.

And my apologies to the lovers of "A Life Aquatic." I did watch it; I enjoyed the David Bowie cover songs. But I just don't have any strong fondness for the movie . . . outside of the one line Murray delivers after the pirate attack that I thought was funny but always misquote.

And, yes . . . I have no desire to rewatch "The Royal Tennenbaums." Once was enough.

Again . . . sorry.

So, well, there you have it.

I DON"T have plans for atonement on this issue. Is THAT bold enough for you?

Anyway, that's my answer.

Thanks for asking.

Ask me anything

The Friendly Stranger tag cloud

New car smell

Not the best photo, but go to Chrysler.com and search for the Town & Country to see all the bells and whistles. (Not all bell & whistles were selected.)


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Invention Convention photos

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Smells Like Teen Spirit

Yeah, that's me rocking out to Nirvana back in college.

Check the outfit.

Flannel shirt (I was--am--enslaved by what fashion says I should wear to match the trend. Grunge was not different. But at least that was the only flannel shirt and I wore it prior to hearing of Nirvana. And I wore it until Lynda forced me to get rid of it.)

Greenish suit vest. (Yeah, the vest has no connection to the shirt in any way. Perhaps that was the "Losing My Religion" side of me fighting against the Cobain? But I undeniably enjoyed pairing these two items together. Why did Lynda marry me again?)

Sweat pants (I've always had some kind of love/hate thing with sweat pants. They look much better on other people than they do on me. And you won't catch me wearing them these days. I think I wore them then with this outfit. And like everything else I'm wearing mid-slam--or whatever epileptic fit I'm calling a dance here--it just doesn't work. Did confidence make it all work? When has that ever worked for me?)

Unseen due to my gesticulating arm, the infamous JCrew hat.

Sarah's 9th (almost) bday party

Grace's artwork