Stitch

Hello my name is Stitch. And I’m a Indiana Jones geek.

You know how there are Star Wars geeks? They dress up and go to conventions and all that crap. Okay, I’m nothing like that. Though I am rather fond of Princess Leia in that metal bikini.

But I am a huge Indiana Jones nerd. How big of a nerd?

I just got back from Walmart with action figures.

I’ve combined my bookbinding nerdness with my I.J. geekness and made props.(See photo above) Like I said, I’m a geek.

Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull comes out on May 22 and to tell you the truth I don’t have a good feeling about it. But hey, its a new Indy movie, how bad could it be. (Remembers Temple of Doom)

Feel free to play along and get those Indy avatars ready.

Disclaimer: It’s not my fault the Indy theme song will be playing in your head for the next three days.

Sunday I went out to eat with The Great Floydeanie. And no, thats not the funny part.

Anyway we went out to eat at Romanos Macaroni Grill and as we are finishing up this group of of 6-8 very attractive 20-something women come in and sat right behind me.

So me and Floydeanie are waiting for the check and these girls behind us are doing what 20-something girls do. Giggling and bitching about men. One of them asks another how her date went Saturday night. Her response was…

“All I want is someone thats as smart as Einstein and hung like a horse.”

Classy, I know.

At this I turned and said “Hey for what its worth, I’m hung like Einstein and as smart as a horse”

(insert crickets chirping here and 8 blank stares gawking at me)

My question..Was that funny?

Come one! “Hung like Einstein and smart as a horse.”!

Hey, if nothing else I crack myself up.

Last Thursday we had a bit of nasty weather. It’s the first time in 10 years that I’ve lived here that the storm sirens went off. Genius that I am, I flipped on the tv and according to our local calm and collected weather reporter (I think she actually said something like” If your within the sound of my voice, shoot yourself in the head because we are all going to die anyway.) there had been a tornado spotted just south west of where I live. Again genius that I am and living on the third floor I decided to go down to the laundry room in the basement.

Of course the whole building was down there and my one neighbor that I’ve actually had some interaction with was standing there holding a very cute little girl.

I’m horrible at telling how old someone is but I would guess that this woman is about the same age as me, perhaps a few years younger.

Anyway just to make conversation I asked “Who’s this?” and she told me this little girls name and went on to explain it was her granddaughter. I then asked “You have grandchildren?” To which she replied “Yes fourteen of them.”

Flippin Fourteen

Heres the question. Which is more unusual. That she has 14 grandchildren at age 40something or that I have none or for that matter no children?

Fourteen