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Today Begins Big Ass TeeVee Installation – Be Back Tuesday

Published on April 16, 2009 in Empty Nesters, Entertainment, Money, Shopping and Technology. 6 Comments Tags: , , , , , , .

Today I am starting down the path to crossing another milestone in my life. Is that mixing metaphors? meh.

By sometime next Tuesday I will be fully involved with a full blown media center:

  • Big Ass TeeVee (BATV) – 52 inch Sony with high definition
  • Dell computer with sooper-dooper video card dedicated to serving the BATV.
  • Surround sound
  • Infrared Repeater so my wireless keyboard, mouse and remote can shoot a signal around the corner
  • DirectTV (changing from Dish Network because they are groks and I got a sweet deal from DirectTV)
  • Cable – not new but configged differently to serve BATV
  • Tivo – not new (see above)

St. Todd deCubville is doing the installation.

It all starts tomorrow and I will be sneaking away to Twitter our progress @goinglikesixty. I am the designated beer hauler, that will give me enough time to tweet his activity and keep a beer count.

I think I have the blog set up to compile my tweets and make a post. OTOH, the whole thing could blow up like a Rodenator and bring down the entire neighborhood.

So today:

  • mow the yard (it’s nineteen inches high and can’t wait until next week)
  • get my haircut (it’s nineteen inches long and Nancy is driving me nuts)
  • get Miller Lite Beer in bottles
  • get ice
  • go to airport to pick up St. Todd deCubville and Amy
  • inventory

I hope this isn’t the end of a fine blog.

I do appreciate you readers so much.

But when I sit my Big Ass down in front of that Big Ass TeeVee and see Rachel Ray in HiDef, that may be nirvana.

Rodenator: The Perfect Father’s Day Gift

Published on April 15, 2009 in Baby Boomer, Entertainment, Food and Shopping. 2 Comments Tags: , .


*Ahem,* child of mine who might be reading this, I am officially requesting the Rodenator as my Father’s Day Gift.

I am even offering financial support in your acquisition of the awesome Rodenator. The Sixty Explosive Stimulus we shall call it.

I don’t need one, we don’t have burrowing rodents.

I just want one.

Squirrels are rodents, we have squirrels, burrowing rodents must be cousins. Must kill all rodents in as violent manner as possible!

Explosions! Dirt flying! This. Is. Awesome.

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I would volunteer to take my Rodenator and do anybody’s yard. I would do all the local parks. If there was a hole in the ground I would insert my Rodenator and explode it.

This is the Father’s Day present every Father really wants. Really, really wants.

I understand the Spokane Humane Society is all up in arms about the possible use of the Rodenator on their rodents. Their disease ladden, ground bulging, mite ridden dirt rodents might die a painful death.

OK, in the spirit of the Obama’s, who promise to adopt a shelter dog, but instead gave money to the Humane Society, I will donate a nickel for every ground rat I kill to the local no-kill animal shelter.

Or, I will donate the exploded remains to the local food bank for rodent stew. It won’t be as good as Beaver Stew, but I don’t want to get wet killing beavers. Dirty? yes. More hearing loss? yes. Wet? nah.

Sixty, Rodenator Extraordinare, at your service. Have gas, will travel.