Monday, October 31, 2011

Aqua Nerd!


So my wonderful wife schemed and schemed over the past month deciding what we were going to be for Halloween(I knew better than to think I had much of a choice). The reason for her much scheming though is the fact that she was trying to determine which costume she could force me into that I might actually enjoy! She poured hours of her blood sweat and tears into this project, in fact, I am pretty sure that not only did she hand paint our costumes but she sheared the sheep and wove the fabric!!(No promises on the last two) This what what she came up with:



(This one shows the Shirts quite a bit better)


What do you mean you don't know what this is just by seeing the logo on the front?? This wonderful idea was formulated based off of non-other than the oh so infamous

AQUABATS!

(The Back of the Shirt)
(Have I told you I LOVE this woman?)

So despite the rather large amount of hesitancy surrounding the idea of getting into a costume of any form... Need less to say, she won me over ;-)

Besides, Now I can dress up like an Aquabat AND be a nerd.... aT ThE SAmE TimE!!

/Nerdphoria

Monday, October 17, 2011

Cricket Cricket

Is this it?
Nope



How about this?


Not even close

Hmmmmm, ThIs OnE??


YOU FOUND IT!!!!

Yep, thats what I am talking about. Those wonderfully like crunch sna....err bugs named crickets! You see, in my house crickets are fugitives. OUTLAWS. Continually on the run and never doing the right thing. Yep, you are correct, they are JUST like kid in elementary school who accidentally call the teacher fat at the beginning of the year. Yep, there is no hope for them.... It is as though every choice they make is one that brings them closer to death. Who is this harbinger of death you might ask? This destroying angel who passeth not the crickets by?

None other that my Darling Wife ;-)


Oh she may look innocent. Standing there with her sprouting Onion..... But I know better. She is secretly a Ninja of death raining sandals of destruction down upon ill begotten trespassers. I have tried many a time (unsuccessfully I might add) to encourage the innocent bystanders to flee for their lives but to no avail. In my house, trespassing by this kind is punishable only by death, and None can escape her omniscient gaze.