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Surfing Around. . .

Surfing Around. . .

I found two videos by a well-fed and poorly dressed fundie explaining 1. that the word dinosaur comes from “dyna”, like dynamite, “to explode” and “saur”, meaning “lizard”. This explains that the dinosaurs disappeared because they exploded. 2. that the continents did not drift, and that plate tectonics is a lie – the earth was actually like a big balloon, and when it got filled up and expanded, the continents came apart and the rest of the earth got covered with water. He stuck paper continents on a big balloon and blew it up and deflated it several times to demonstrate. I’m convinced. . .

I also discovered that there are about 10 junior sized sewing patterns out there that aren’t vintage on ebay. I was really hoping to find a couple so I could avoid the major alterations on children’s patterns or drafting patterns from scratch, but it’s just not going to happen. Apparently, girls and boys between the ages of 12 and 20 just don’t wear clothes. OK, they don’t wear home sewn clothes. *sigh* There’s very little on the racks, though, that’s the right size that doesn’t look either way too juvenile or way too adult for the girls. I’d like to get them into something besides jeans and tees every once in a while.

Incongruous Art

Incongruous Art

After the kids got home yesterday, we went up to Bloomfield for dental appointments. By the time they were done and hubby was ready to meet us, it was dinnertime, so we decided to eat in a little place down the street. Well, remember the pictures from the Mexican restaurant? Take a gander at this:

Looks like, umm . . .Peruvian girls in a marketplace? Yeah, or maybe Mexican. Guess what brand of restaurant?! Thai. Wait, it gets better. . .also in the restroom, a smidge to the right of this picture. . .

A DUTCH GIRL!!!! OMG! THEY’RE EVERYWHERE!!!

I’ve actually been giving some thought to picking up a few little Dutch boy and girl tchotchkes and bringing them with me when we eat out. Sneak one into every non-dutch restaurant’s restroom. If you see anything like this, email me a pic and details of where you found it, and I’ll put it up here.

The Omen!

The Omen!

I forgot completely to write about this.  Since we had more spare time this weekend than we had planned on, we sat down together and watched it.  This was the original movie, with Gregory Peck and Lee Remick.  It has actually stood the test of time pretty well, and was still a somewhat scary movie (the kids thought it was scarier than Alien.  Go figure.) 

Funny, though, to see the bonus features and realize that many of the people responsible for the movie honestly viewed it as a religious story, a cautionary tale, and took it quite seriously.  Hmmm.  I’m finding it more and more difficult these days to take anything Biblical very seriously, so this was even more bizarre to me.  I had no desire, really, to see the remake after my initial enthusiasm, since I couldn’t go with my friend Trey, who’d accompanied me to all three of the original Omen flicks.  Now I’m thinking about it, if nothing else, to see if the motives behind its contributors are in any way similar, or whether they come right out and say “It’s cheap to make sequels and remakes and we wanted a lot of money.”