My Laziness Precedes Me...

Well, it's been a long time since I've blogged anything. I'm still doing a little better than Nate, who has blogged one line since the 4th, but, unlike Tron, I'm not nearly as busy - just overly lazy. Anyway, I will attempt to make amends with what may be the longest blog post of all time (or not...either way).

First of all, a bit of an update on Scott's condition. The e-mails are a little long so I'll just try to recap. Scott was moved to Germany for a brief stay and has since been flown back state-side to D.C. - he's at Walter Reed for care. The extent of his injuries include two wounds in right right side (one 3"x3" and another 6" in diameter), a 6" long wound in his back, his pelvic bone is damaged (but I don't know the extent), and he has multiple fractures to his left arm. It sounds like he's in pretty rough shape, but there was no organ damage so he should make a full recovery - at least I hope so.

As of Monday, we was becoming more aware of what was going on and could recall what happened to him, so that's a good sign. Barb and Dennis, Scott's parents, are staying with him for the time being and it sounds like it's pretty rough going out there. Walter Reed is an Army hospital so they're surrounded by kids that are in awfully rough shape.

Here's a picture of Scott (he's the one on the left - yes, he's adopted):

Just keep him in your prayers that everything will be alright.

Well, enough about that. Life around here has been pretty ho-hum lately. We had friends over last weekend to try out the mcglone-a-plex so we had to get the basement "prepared." We picked up "director chair" barstools for the bar and got those in place. The party went over well, but we never actually watched a movie. Instead, we all just sat around playing video games on the ginormous screen. Dance, Dance Revolution was actually a pretty popular game. Fun was had by all, whether by dancing or by laughing at those trying to do so.

That's pretty much been it for excitement around here. Lizzy and I ordered some movie posters for the basement. They arrived this week - now we just need to see about getting them framed and hung. Once that's done, the basement should be pretty much complete.

Last night, Lizzy and I went to get our hair cuts from some new lady. A haircut isn't exactly an epic ordeal for me. Rather, I just sit there, watch my hair fall to the floor and, when my head feels lighter than it did when I came in, I leave. Just as every stylist I've ever had (except perhaps for the barber my dad took me to when I was 8), this one started off by using the trimmer to cut off a chunk of hair and then said, "Whoops!" to see if I'd react. I just smiled pleasantly (or maybe she took it as an indulging smile that you'd make to a child that thinks he's done something great even though you're really not excited). I suppose there are two ways she could have read into that. First, she could have thought, "Gee, this guy is really quick - he didn't even fall for my ingenious trick!" Or, secondly, and more likely, she thought, "Boy, this guy doesn't care what I do to his hair. I could just shave him bald and I'd still get my twenty bucks." In the end, I got what I wanted - my hair is shorter, my head is lighter, I use less gel in the morning. The world is now officially a better place.

As I was chatting with Nate this morning, I had a need to look up a long lost poster on ThinkGeek (I found another that follows the same line). As such, I quickly found myself perusing the site for geeky goodies that all the world could enjoy. Here are some of my favorite shirts (the geekier you are, the funnier these become - and don't forget to read the descriptions provided - those are usually as funny as the shirts):

Practice Safe Hex
There are 10 Types of people in the world...
Einstein a la France?
No Place
Obey Gravity

Here's one for Nate: 1 Up

And one that I believe was made specifically for Dave - I'm surprised it didn't have his name on it: For Dave

And here's my personal favorite. I don't entirely understand the fundamental quantum physics argument, but I understand it enough to realize it's funny: Schrödinger's Cat. And, yes, sadly, these are the people that wear shirts like that. Someone please explain to me how I found a hottie like Liz in a physics class? Now that's a paradox (not to be confused with a pair of ducks).

Yeah, so that was fun. Sorry if you didn't enjoy it as much as I did, but I take refuge in my geekiness from time to time.

Anyway, that's enough of my blabbering and gratuitous geekiness. Have a good (albeit dang cold) weekend, everyone.