My Robot Is Pregnant theme song!

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Two gallons of epoxy later the sidewalk grate is sealed up. Rain this week is the test.

There was a parking spot in front of Sophias window – it rarely happens. i spent a few hours in the window waiting to catch a tagger. At some point I laid down on the carpet hoping I’d hear the taggers. Then a few hours later Sophia made me wake up and get in bed.

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This is a mummified mouse carcass set in an old pie tin filled with wall plaster. A chunk of driftwood set in before hardening as well. A first attempt at using spackling as an art medium. Needs some work.

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Found this in a clean out today. Can’t say I hated to see it go.

Let’s have a caption contest like they do at the back of the New Yorker.

For instance:

“Hi, sorry to bother you, but could you turn down your music?”

“Have you seen two Mormon boys recently?”

“Sorry, I couldn’t find a doorbell.”

It might have been teamwork, but it was MY teamwork. All mine.

“I’ll leave three hundred dollars under the mat for you,” he tells me.

Try getting funding today for a chemical product with that name.

You can’t believe everything you read on a laminated menu, but it says this restaurant in San Francisco invented the sushi boat delivery system in 1982.

Humans are mimics, that’s how most of us learn and thus survive. How can we mimic the success of sushi boat? Perhaps a dirt track with small trucks pulling wagons loaded with hamburgers? Perhaps sliders, those mini burgers, would be best.

Humans entertain themselves by putting things where they don’t belong. What could we bring to sushi boat that would entertain us? Rig a water skier behind a boat? Drop an RC shark in the water? Or a small version of the Sea Shepard that tries to block people from taking a sushi plate off the boat. What if, for a senior project, a student of architecture created a scale model of a waste water treatment plant and we pumped sewerage into the sushi boat river?

You’re looking up from the basement through a grate in the sidewalk. Today’s challenge was to cover it up so rain doesn’t flood in. If the process proves interesting you’ll be updated. If it turns out to be stuffing a bunch of cement in it, who cares?

Next thing. Looking at the stereo section of an early 1970′s mail order catalogue makes you realize simulated wood grain had it’s heyday. The lesson to be learned? We are slow to accept change. Instead of letting radios be crazy colors and shapes, they used it like wood. Little brown boxes for alarm clocks and big brown boxes for the tv.

Appears to be you can buy donuts with food stamps. Of course when Walgreens is the closest thing your neighborhood has to a grocery store there’s not a lot you can do.

Tax time’s coming up and it’s no Turbo Tax EZ form for a junk man. Try on a schedule C, Schedule SE and Form 4562 – Depreciation and Amortization. Did Sanford and Son have to go through all these hoops?

When you hit the IRS website to download these forms, look for this one: Application for Reward for Original Information. It appears to be the form a whistleblower fills out when he or she collects from the IRS for turning in a tax cheat. How many of these canaries forget to include their IRS kickback on their income? There are no readily available figures online, but surely it’s happened at least once.

Went to a drag show last night. That’s me and another guy in the photo. Hard to see because everything’s blurry, but I’m not the one with big boobs.