As you can see from the photo above one of our porch windows was completely shattered. Upon first glance, many of you are probably already guessing spousal abuse which would be wrong. Theresa stopped beating me ages ago.

Friday morning, a bird decided to play chicken with one of our porch windows. Although the bird died in the process and was found in the pool area of the building next door, I am officially calling it a draw since the window has to be replaced.

We didn’t see the actual bird that did it, but Theresa heard kids playing in the pool next door talking about the dead bird they found in the bushes by the pool. This leads me to one of six theories:

1. The bird was flying along idly completely oblivious to the fact that a window was right in front of it.

2. The bird was in a headlong dive for the squirrel we see sitting on our porch from time to time.

3. Alfred Hitchcock’s The Birds really was happening but only with one crow who died in his first attack.

4. The bird, realizing that it would never get to fulfill its dreams since moving to Hollywood to become a star, ended its own life in a dramatic suicide plunge.

5. Ace, being the jerk he is, killed a bird with his bare teeth because of sheer boredom, bought a small catapult & hurdled said dead bird at our window in a cowardly act of declaring war.

6. Same as #4 but replace the name Ace with James - although not in an act of war so much as another attempt to coerce me to do a new James animation.

Found this link off of one the blogs I read last night. It definitely poses the question of where does the line get drawn between paranoia and “being aware”.

Found this link on one of the many sites I read in the morning.

It actually ended up being about 70-80 for me. This is definitely a link anyone who uses photoshop at least once a day should read.

So for those of you who don’t know by now, my parents are probably moving to New Jersey within the next 3-4 months. The short & simple story is that my mom’s company is shutting down their Dallas office & made her a VERY PERSUASIVE offer to move to New Jersey and continue working for them in that office.

Well, Theresa and I already had plans to visit my parents in Dallas this year & what was supposed to be a nice relaxing vacation became two days to pack up my childhood life. We scoured the house to find all of the things I wanted that were left in the house. From my grade school yearbooks to comic books to legos to my college diploma, we packed up an essential 21-year collection of my life & shipped it UPS Ground insured for a whopping $4000. I dont know if that is the actual value of that stuff. The comics and baseball cards alone are probably worth more on their own to be quite honest.

So somewhere in west Texas right now, a UPS driver is hauling a summary of my childhood in the back of a truck doing 70 mph. I doubt anything will happen to my stuff, but at least now I learned what the dollar value my childhood is now.

First, I would just like to note that I am normal. It is the rest of the world that has problems.

Second, I am really curious if people choose cellphone rings based purely upon the singular thought “How can I annoy every single person around me?”

Third, even though it is months since I saw it, the remake of Dawn of the Dead rocked. I hope if I come back as a zombie, that my zombieing will match up to the expectations put upon me now.

Well, Theresa and I saw Spiderman 2 & I have to say it lived up to every review & favorable comment I heard & read. My biggest gripe from the first one were the Power Ranger moments which there are next to none of (when Spiderman talks, he generally keeps still to de-emphasize the motions).

On a related topic, this Stop Motion Spiderman Lego animation is perhaps the best lego animation I have seen online yet.