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Well, thanx to a tip from my brother in law, I found out that my web site got hacked the other day.  My question is simply “Why?”.  It was hacked by a group called Indonesian Hackers (spelled differently).  Okay, I know my website is must read info and all, but why would some group want to hack a site mainly devoted to my family and motorcycle exploits.  We are just that important to national security or something, right?  Anyway, I opened my site to find a totally black screen and something like an eye looking around the page..

myspace layout

I have to admit it was pretty cool looking except for the ominous message of “You are owned by Indonesian Hackers”.  Owned!!??  Really? 

Anyway, long story short.  I called by brother and he fixed it in no time flat.  Thanx bro.

Have you all ever had anything hacked?  Let me know about it.

So we were given a 10 gallon aquarium and we really liked it.  So in traditional American thought: “More is better”, we found a larger one.  Just a little larger.  We went from 10 gallons to 55 gallons.  Yep that is a lot of water.  We actually had to get the water hose over to the window to fill this thing up.  We got a good deal on the aquarium itself, but there is no such thing as a cheap fish tank.  We soon realized that we needed something to set this thing onto.  55 gallons is close to 550 pounds.  So in order to make sure that the floor suffered minimally, we put the tank in the corner of a room.  Thus having two outside walls for maximum support. 

So after cleaning the very nasty tank, which Becky said was quite the chore.  She even found two old cigarette butts in the film of dust and dirt that layered the tank.  After all the cleaning was done and the water added, she arranged the decorations and rock.  I never knew what level of difficulty that is employed to this kind of operation. 

Now the fun part.  We took our three fish from the ten gallon and introduced them into their new home.  Whereas they seemed to fit their environment quite nicely before, placing them into this new tank was like dropping a grain of sand into the salt flats.  So now we get to buy more fish and more decorations.  Remember what I said, there is no such thing as a cheap fish tank. 

All in all, we are very happy with our new addition.  I live in fear of the possibility of this thing springing a leak onto our hardwood flooring.  Or worse yet, living the event that occurred to my friend, a golf ball thrown into the glass creating a deluge in the house.  But I am still satisfied with it.  I would advise anyone to have one, especially with kids.  Our kids love it and so do their cousins.  It is an instant attraction.

Those are not smudges, those are our little fish in a whole new world.

These two kids fighting are too cute.  And from the title you can tell that I love the part where the boy tells the girl “You disrespectin’”. 

They go at it like a married couple and then he just sends her on her merry little way.  Too funny.

One of my friends put a comic up by the Oatmeal about the angler fish.  I had heard of the angler fish but never had gone into much depth.  This is one weird animal.  I have included the Animal Planet’s documentary about it in the YouTube video below and then a link to the comic that I originally read.  Warning:

The video is Animal Planet but still PG 13’ ish.  The comic is that also (mainly due to a few curse words, but still funny)

And here is the link to the comic:

Oatmeal's Angler fish comic

Again, so weird.  But now I can say that I have learned something thanks to Twitter.  That in of itself is weird.

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I was struggling to find something to put on my blog this week, until I saw this picture on Failblog.org.  I really am curious what are selling here.

We decided one day that the ole’ pea gravel walkway was just not cutting it.  It washed out, gathered dirt, and allowed too many plants to come through.  After putting the figures together, we decided that this “cheaper than concrete” walk was going to cost us more than concrete in 6 years of maintaining.  The aggravation factor sent it over the realms of too costly to build.  Thus, we have invested in a concrete sidewalk.  Through some help from family and friends we formed it up, poured it, and got it done.  This task has proven to be more time intensive, expensive, and harder than previously expected.  The end result is worth it.  Next year I will not be hauling more pea gravel and having to spread it.  Hurray for that.

We squared up the landscaping timbers and leveled them.  We are going to use them as the forms for the walk.

Remember that using the landscaping timbers for the walk idea.  Well, that got flushed pretty fast.  Now we added new forms out of 2X6’s, leveled them, and laid down some plastic.

Ah, finally poured the concrete.  I just kept waiting for someone to fall in.  No luck.

Here we have edged it and skreeted it.  The surface is much better and it is looking more like a sidewalk now.

I ran a type of trowel to give divider lines for expansion.

It is starting to dry.

The girls get to put their hand prints in the drying concrete. 

And now it is done.  The kids have ridden scooters on it, ran on it, and yes fallen on it.  Thus I guess it has been broken in.  We also had to raise the landscaping timbers up to 3 high on the left in order to make it level out.  Then, “of course”, we had to get more mulch and raise up the plants.  There is a lot of work in just trying to get out of hauling pea gravel every year.

Here are some thoughts I just want the answers to:

What is a euphemism for the word euphemism?

How much wood would a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood?

If he can’t chuck wood, why do they call it a woodchuck?

If a tree falls in the forest and no one is around, does it make a sound?  What does it matter if no one is there?

Why do they call it common sense when there seems to be so little of it?

If everything has its price and the best things in life are free, what are you getting for free?

They call it the speed of light, well what is the speed of dark?

If Barbie is so popular, why do you have to buy her friends?

What do you call a fly without wings?

How far to you have to go east before you are heading west?

If a large breasted woman works at Hooters does a one legged woman work at IHOP?

What is the difference in normal ketchup and fancy ketchup?

Some of these are my own thoughts, some are the thoughts of others.  Please leave the answers if you have them.  I’ll accept all decent answers.

Yep, it is definitely Monday.  I woke up this morning and I just about could not get out of the bed.  I did not realize why until I saw it was raining.  Man, rain wipes me out from the get go.  Then I look at the outdoor thermometer and it was near freezing outside.  What the!…it was 70 degrees just two days ago.  Then, of course, the girls were even less than cooperative than usual at getting them ready, typical.  Then I go out into the near freezing rain to start up the mini-van (we need a cool name for that thing, send me some suggestions) to warm it up and I could not find my jacket.  Wait, there it is, in the mini-van.  Yay.  I shiver back into the house with my too-cold-to-put-on jacket.  Then begins the search for the jackets for the girls.  Indiana Jones would admire the way they hide these things.  I see all the girls off and go to the office.  The usual weekend accumulation of calls and desperate pleas for us to get to that customer immediately.  Then, of course all plans get shifted and I wind up with a short day.  All those calls and now I am getting off early?  That makes Friday slimmer…sheesh.  I am wet, cold, tired, and yes cranky. 

I decide to meet Becky for work and don’t remember that my Camaro is in pieces since I got rained out of putting the sound system back in it yesterday.  I have told her I am on the way.  I need transportation.  What is left?  The motorcycle.  It has quit raining but it is still cold, very cold.  I have never ridden in temperatures less than 40 degrees, until today.  I hop astride the bike, push the button…CRANK…CRRRAANNK….crank…crrrrrrrrrrrrr.  Yes the battery has died.  I try to push it off to no avail.  I really wish this thing had a kick start now.  I jump it off with the mostly torn apart Camaro and I am off.  The blistering wind chills me through leather, denim, and boots.  Yep, 40 degrees is definitely my limit for cold motorcycle riding now. 

I get back home and start about routine business and in the middle of that I realize my checkbook is not balanced.  I then realize it is off balance.  Suitable for a day like this.  Why did I not just go back to bed?  I spend hours trying to perform petty reconciliation.  The PC is so slow that I have to perform tests.  It starts telling me that “memory is low”?  Yet more slow computer functions.  I get all of this figured out, defragmented, deleted, rearranged, and reconciled (mostly). 

My brother-in-law decides to visit with his boys.  That is not bad at all.  This will give someone for Rory to play with, right?  No she wants to play Halo.  They grow up so fast.  Not only am I now fighting her for the controller, but the dang servers are not working.  Explain to a four year old what a server does.  This is ultimately beyond her comprehension.  I give up.  We eat.  We watch a little of the Incredibles (for the millionth time).  Now RaeLynne needs to go to bed.  Bless her heart, her runny nose keeps her from conking out.  She is so close.  “Come on, honey.  Just nod on off.  PLEASE.  I am just about to go to sleep before she does.  Finally she is asleep.  Now we are getting Rory to go to bed.  She is not much liking that.  Threats and warnings are flying around like debris during Hurricane Katrina.  I think I had better go to bed and avoid the rest of this day, before it gets the better of me.  At least my laptop is still wor

No I am not being paid by Gamestop for this one.  I do, however, think it is a funny commercial.  Check it out.