A few Halloweens ago, I became inspired to go as a Ghostbuster. And why not? I wanted to be something iconic, especially after the previous year’s ‘steampunk Mr. Belvedere’ costume ...
When needed, I can really lay on the stupid. This blog is proof. So is my Twitter account. And my podcasts. OK, everything I do on the Internet. I really enjoy when I am challenged, to some extent, t...
Like many other suburban, mid-Western white males, I excel at terrible dancing. Nearly every time I dance, I end up explaining to paramedics I was not having a stroke. This put quite the cramp on my ...
Board games can bring out the worst in people (and are perhaps second only to Mario Kart when it comes to inciting anger). My younger sister still holds a grudge against me for beating her at Monopol...
The people watching at a ballet in a mid-west college town is quite the feast for the eyes. Stephanie and I went to Swan Lake on Friday, and it offered an amusing mix of ‘Oh, I should dress up,’ to ‘...
I am seeing Swan Lake this evening. Getting a bit of “culture” by going to see the “ballot,” and wearing a shirt with “long sleeves.” There is one problem, Pop Culture has pretty much ruined Swan Lak...
There comes a time when one needs to just Get Rid of Stuff. Or, in my case, Destroy the Evidence of Youthful Indiscretions. Such a time came recently, as I decided to go through an embarrassment of b...
I confess to being a public enemy when it comes to trying to be funny on Twitter. The bulk of my feed is filled with lame attempts at humor¹ and I am not the only guilty party. But, there are times w...
I joined the website Goodreads recently as a way to track what I am reading, to get suggestions about what to read next and to try out their Reading Challenge. After signing up, I saw they had my nov...
While driving down the highway¹ the other day, I spotted a single, lone crutch on the side of the on-ramp. “Sweet bananas,” I thought, “What’s the story there?” I tried to think about what would caus...
In a way, a relationship is like a chicken pot pie. Both benefit from the quality of ingredients used in their making. I thought about this over a room temperature chicken pot pie at a restaurant las...
This image caught my eye. Because, well–LOOK at that hand. Creepy. Look at the finger being used to apply the sticker–looks like the middle finger to me (I could be wrong though, but I re...
Stephanie has a new fuzzy companion besides my back and shoulders¹, her new pet degu, Cosmo². Now, to play Jack Hanna for a moment (sans khaki). A degu is a Chilean rodent—sort of like a poor man’s C...
After a few days of Monday’s Finger, I decided to change the name of the blog (again) to Clattertron. Monday’s Finger wasn’t sitting right with me, and my gut feelings about that so...
I’m a busy person, and things just fall through the cracks: birthdays, oil changes, bail hearings and such. Save for perhaps Ryan Gosling,* no one is perfect, which is why I can find Apple+Z on a Win...
I love surprises, which is why I always keep my eyes closed in a voting booth.* I really love surprise gifts (unless it is a crying basket on my doorstep. Please, three times is plenty). In a footnot...
A Twitter exchange with one @MichiganJake, on one of my favorite subjects: duck husbandry Galaga. Social Media!
Much to the enjoyment of my neighbors, Stephanie, bless her heart, bought me a ukulele for Christmas. [GeekMom has an informative post on a or an ukulele - Ed.] A uke is an interesting instrument, as...
There are times when my mother can be as subtle as a Molotov cocktail. On New Year’s Day, I received a phone call from my friend, Erik. He had spent the holiday in New Orleans and was calling to tell...
I base my success as a cook on my not having poisoned or killed myself yet. Recently, my safety streak just about came to a disastrous end—all because of a bowl of soup. I enjoy making soup in my slo...
While walking downtown this past week, a man asked me if I had 75 cents. I did not, as all of my quarters are either in the gullet of the nearest washing or Galaga machine (or in some glorious altern...
I don’t know what it is about old buildings, or buildings in general, but I enjoy them as a subject for photos. Especially doors. Maybe my subconscious is telling me I need to listen to Morriso...
"I really admire your photography, and some day I intend on viewing it." F11, 50mm, 1/320 sec, ISO 100 Ah, yes–balance (not to be confused with the Van Hagar album) Call it what you ...
"There are times I hug myself, just so I can feel something." F1.8, 50mm, 1/100 sec, ISO 400 No, these are not my latest batch of foster cats. These happen to be a pair of Snow Leopards at...
"Ill take it." Taken with a Samsung Epic Android Phone, processed in the Vignette Android App Whilst on a constitutional in downtown Lansing, I spotted this delightful sight–a Bell...
"Dont judge me." F5.6, 135mm, 1/100 sec, ISO 200 After leaving the devil-fire spewing, shirt-peddling clam in my wake, I continued on to the land of the Northmen. But, as I reached the Gre...
I enjoy relaxing in the sand, red wine and eating mice. F2, 50mm, 1/125th sec, ISO 800 I went to the Detroit Zoo recently and I decided to get all artsy and shoot some black and white shots. And for ...
Rusty was never one to play nice. Or fair. Or without weapons of mass cute-struction. F4, 50MM, 1/60 sec, ISO 400 (with flash) Oh boy, Rusty’s back and it looks like he’s ready to pick a ...
"What are the hours?" "There aint any." "Oh, so it is 24 hours?" Cellphone photo with the Retro Camera Android App I have taken an interest in street photography as of l...
Rusty had a very sensitive palette. F4.5, 36MM, 1/60 sec, ISO 400 Hooray! A photo of a cat/kitten/kitty/great SEO/kitteh! I caught Rusty here in mid-chew, and it looks like a bite did not agree with...
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