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Miguels Lego Dance Machine

My soon-to-be stepson, Miguel age 7, built me this Lego dancing machine yesterday.
I think he based it off of my Andamiro FX cabinet.
My fingers did some dancing, but I’ve yet to get more than a combo of 30. Its a pretty tough step-chart…

MiguelsDancingMachine

Posted in random by SafeTinspector on July 18th, 2014  |  0 comments

Fleetwood Gets Excused

SafeT Phone
A text conversation with SafeTinspector.
616272XXXX: Don’t forget we will meet in the e classroom for sam test. The e classroom is in the lower level of the library. Please be on time.
SafeT: Pardon?
616272XXXX: What do you mean Fleetwood?
SafeT (now Fleetwood): I don’t wanna take the sam test. Can I exchange it for a personal favor or extra credit?
616272XXXX: No. mandatory for all students. No one see your score except teachers.
SafeT-Fleetwood: I have a personal medical reason not to attend. What do you recommend?
616272XXXX: What is it. Can you share?
SafeT-Fleetwood: It is…personal. I have an Inguinal hernia.
616272XXXX: Ok. We will do it another day.
SafeT-Fleetwood: Thank you so much. Let me know if there is anything-ANYTHING-I can do to repay you.
Posted in random by SafeTinspector on November 2nd, 2013  |  3 comments

Kess the Cat

Kess the Cat We adopted Kess at the age of ten months from the Macomb animal shelter at the end of last year.

    Her shots were up to date, she was fixed, solidly built and active. Thick, course fur with spots and stripes and a loud, almost Siamese, voice.
    Nervous around children, she really only bonded with me and tended to avoid the girls–though she would visit Sam in the night and pounce on her stomach to wake her up. She made friends with the dog, meowing and rubbing against his legs in greeting. Often I would hear her playing in the office, juggling a beaded hair scrunchy while rocking wildly in a toy rocking chair. I regret I never recorded her doing that.

Friday, July 19:
    We came home from my parents and I let the dog out.
He was happily scampering around, pissing on everything, as we gathered our things from the car and went inside. I ducked into the office, which adjoins the kitchen and is separated by an archway, to drop off my computer bag. It was then that I found Kess laying next to the kids’ toy-box, as if she were resting a bit after playing with the scrunchy.
    I thought she was sleeping, so I called her name… She didn’t move.
    I touched her and she was stiff.
    She wasn’t contorted, looked for all the world like she was asleep.
    I didn’t manage it well. In a some amount of shock I cried, “Oh, no, Kess!”
    Sam and Riley ran to see what was wrong and were therefore confronted with our loss without any type of warning or gentle easing. Soon, there were tears all around, made worse by the shock because we didn’t know she wasn’t well. Almost immediately Sam took Pitstop the dog for a walk, “I need to go for a walk. I need to be alone!” she said. I let her go, trusting the dog (80lbs of big-and-black) to keep her safe.
    Riley cried and cried, I sat her in the kitchen for a moment and ran down into the basement to get a towel to cover Kess with and when I came up Riley said “I think I heard her purring.”
    Maybe I was blunt, and I definitely didn’t stop to think much when I told her, “that’s not possible, Kess is gone, she can’t purr,” and that set her off again. I don’t know that I handled it right, but my instinct is to be honest.

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Posted in pets by SafeTinspector on July 21st, 2013  |  1 comment

The Survivors Are the Ones Who Suffer

Because they can anticipate.

Oh NO pancacke puppies
Posted in random by SafeTinspector on July 21st, 2013  |  1 comment

acquiry

not everything distasteful can be an acquired taste
at times i suspect i am one of these things

Posted in random by SafeTinspector on June 20th, 2013  |  0 comments

about these

you’ll hate em
you’ll hate me
I need you take em
’cause I’m wrong maybe

Posted in random by SafeTinspector on June 18th, 2013  |  0 comments

Another worthless superpower

All my lab accidents lead to super powers that can’t be weaponized. For every “can read minds” or “super strength” there’s a million of us that can “hear the color yellow” or “clairvoyant only regarding the location of hidden turnips.”

Posted in random by SafeTinspector on June 10th, 2013  |  1 comment

On The Subject of Gnome Slaves

There are no known unowned gnomes. Nor are there any unknown owned gnomes. No gnomes at all, really.

Posted in random by SafeTinspector on April 12th, 2013  |  0 comments

Hermit

This world is beginning to gray for me a bit.
I’d thought I was OK, but that feeling has begun to pass.
The days where my daughters are gone are empty and meaningless.
I live like an animal in my house, using only three rooms and one of them is the commode.
I eat WAY too many raisins; I’m regular in a strictly biological sense.
I get headaches from the nitrates, but the bag of raisins is a convenient way to gain weight back.
I was HOT two years ago. I swear it is true! It didn’t do me any good then.
I am growing horizontally again.
Its not a plain plane, but a plane that I spread myself over. The smear a passing man makes if you leave the shutter open too long.
Too bad I’ve no sparklers here.

Posted in random by SafeTinspector on March 9th, 2013  |  4 comments

Ninja Cat

my cat is MAGIC.
I swear to GOD he ran out of the house when I let the dog in.
I ran out and called his name a few times, went and got my flashlights, wandered around a little, and then came back in.
I left the light on the back porch and opened the blinds so I can look out and see him if he comes back.
And no sooner do I sit down than he walks in the family room from the kitchen, sits down, and looks out the open blinds at the back yard.
HOW THE F*&K did he get back inside?!?

Posted in random by SafeTinspector on March 6th, 2013  |  0 comments

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DaveCat - Shouting to…

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Mission Statement

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