“My child has more chromosomes than your honor student” written in a crayony font was probably the most heart warming bumper sticker I saw on the way to Florida and back which got me thinking about my experiences with bumper stickers.

Up until now I’ve only created 1: “Remember: Determine in pouch from if the new laminated…” which was a memorium to the elfin dolt who game me a work order that was physically impossible.  Since then, I created a new one:

Inter Arma Enim Silent Leges

Inter Arma Enim Silent Leges

Cool ain’t it?  civil libertarians that can read Latin quickly at a distance will love it.

WTF <– That links to the wikipedia sight on it.  Just don’t read the last part where you realize I learned the phrase from an episode of Star Trek: Deep Space Nine.

11 months ago, during the Great Stinkbug Scourge of 2007, I thought I killed all the bastards but have recently realized I have not.  My mistake was apparently in crushing them.  Once the stink is unleashed, the other bugs scatter delaying their eventual death as I had to wait for them to regroup.  So, I devised a new way of killing them:  I took pieces of double sided tape, stick one side to the bug and the other side to the inside of a cardboard box I’m using as a garbage can.  So I have a row of these bugs stuck with their backs to the box, flailing wildly until they eventually starve/dehydrate and die without unleashing their stench.

Alternatively, I could start raising spiders again.  I’m not sure which would be worse.

At the last OA weekend I picked up an old copy of the Public Health merit badge book.  Not because of the content, but because of the cover:

Public Health Merit Badge Book circa 1969

Public Health Merit Badge Book circa 1969

Look at that!  That’s public health.   There are coke barons that’d kill for a setup like that.  This was followed by two images I really liked.

"You say if I drink this, boys will like me?"

"Maybe if I drink this, boys will like me."

I sure hope this helps us win the big game against State!

Finally:

Immunization Time: Cowboy Up

Immunization Time: Cowboy Up

I want to know what lucky fellow got draw the poster.  “Ok, Jim.  We need a poster that says it’s fun to be stabbed in the arm.  Think you’re up to it?”

At the last OA weekend I picked up an old copy of the Public Health merit badge book.  Not because of the content, but because of the cover:

Public Health Merit Badge Book circa 1969

Public Health Merit Badge Book circa 1969

Look at that!  That’s public health.   There are coke barons that’d kill for a setup like that.  This was followed by two images I really liked.

"You say if I drink this, boys will like me?"

"Maybe if I drink this, boys will like me."

I sure hope this helps us win the big game against State!

Finally:

Immunization Time: Cowboy Up

Immunization Time: Cowboy Up

I want to know what lucky fellow got draw the poster.  “Ok, Jim.  We need a poster that says it’s fun to be stabbed in the arm.  Think you’re up to it?”

Request I sent to GameServers.com tech support to switch our TeamSpeak server to Ventrilo:

Dear Imponderable Rulers of GameServers domain. Team Interrobang humbly beseeches thee and thine to change our humble TeamSpeak server to a mighty Ventrilo server such that we may gayly game in gameservers glory with superior intra-team sound quality with the same number of slots.

Response: It would be much appreciated if you could elaborate on your issue so that we can help you further.

Smooth.

Request I sent to GameServers.com tech support to switch our TeamSpeak server to Ventrilo:

Dear Imponderable Rulers of GameServers domain. Team Interrobang humbly beseeches thee and thine to change our humble TeamSpeak server to a mighty Ventrilo server such that we may gayly game in gameservers glory with superior intra-team sound quality with the same number of slots.

Response: It would be much appreciated if you could elaborate on your issue so that we can help you further.

Smooth.

I’m cleaning out the blue metal shelves in my room.  The 9 x 8 blue metal monstrosity that’s quite possibly storing 80 lbs of useless crap.  I reach into the slot marked “Duct Tape” and pull out not the silver tape capable of doing anything except sealing ducts, but a Leatherman H503.  It’s a 50 dollar knife.  I’m not sure where I got it from, but more importantly, why have I been using a $4.00 Wilcor knife when I’ve had this specimen of craftsmanship with 8 feet of my head for about 4 years.

I’m cleaning out the blue metal shelves in my room.  The 9 x 8 blue metal monstrosity that’s quite possibly storing 80 lbs of useless crap.  I reach into the slot marked “Duct Tape” and pull out not the silver tape capable of doing anything except sealing ducts, but a Leatherman H503.  It’s a 50 dollar knife.  I’m not sure where I got it from, but more importantly, why have I been using a $4.00 Wilcor knife when I’ve had this specimen of craftsmanship with 8 feet of my head for about 4 years.

These are the boxes that are strewn about the room as I clean:

  • Rope
  • Recognitions
  • Name Tags
  • Explosives Parts
  • Crappy Fireworks
  • Patches I Don’t Want
  • Card Sleeves
  • Atlatl Parts
  • Glues and Screws

Note, fireworks have been added to my list of free crap.  To PA residents only.

These are the boxes that are strewn about the room as I clean:

  • Rope
  • Recognitions
  • Name Tags
  • Explosives Parts
  • Crappy Fireworks
  • Patches I Don’t Want
  • Card Sleeves
  • Atlatl Parts
  • Glues and Screws

Note, fireworks have been added to my list of free crap.  To PA residents only.