Who is this nut?
- kired
- "You need to believe in things that aren't true. How else can they become?" T. Pratchett
Showing posts with label My stuff. Show all posts
Showing posts with label My stuff. Show all posts
11.8.12
File Under: Blogospheric infidelity
I admit it I have been a downright horrible blogger. I hardly ever post on my own blog. I'm always to busy with Facebook and Twitter. Social media has taken over. Now I've gone and cheated on Cursed Monkey Paw and founded Beards and Balloons on Tumblr. Don't worry CMP, I'll still stop by and say hi, every once and awhile.
20.4.12
27.3.12
20.3.12
File Under: Brothers Montgolfier - Ver. 1
Just in time for the flying season, show your hot air balloon crew you care with this "Brothers Montgolfier" Design from Smitten Promotions Cafe Press Store
File Under: Brothers Montgolfier - Ver 2
14.3.12
File Under: Twit Change
So, I changed my Twitter account to @cursedmonkeypaw from @therealkired. I've been thinking about it for awhile and finally pulled the trigger. Now I have a little more consistency between my twitter and my blogger accounts.
25.1.11
File Under: Vertigo
Starting yesterday around 1pm, I was plagued with some pretty nasty, bucket clutching vertigo. I think this best fits be the situation.
From the MayoClinic.com:
From the MayoClinic.com:
Inflammation in the inner ear. Signs and symptoms of inflammation of your inner ear (acute vestibular neuritis) include the spontaneous onset of intense, constant vertigo that may persist for several days, along with nausea, vomiting and imbalance. It can be incapacitating, requiring bed rest. When associated with sudden hearing loss, this condition is referred to as labyrinthitis. Fortunately, vestibular neuritis generally subsides and clears up on its own.I don't like things that require rest and go away on their own. I want to make it submit and get back to work. So if I seem overly quiet for the next few days, it's because I'm proving my parents wrong. The world is revolving around me.
23.2.10
6.2.10
File Under: Locks of Love, C.A.N.C.E.R. and Planet Head Day
As some of you may be aware, I have spent the last year+ growing out my hair for Locks of Love, which I encourage everyone who is capable, to do. Once I realized that the time to cut my hair would line up with Planet Head Day, which raises money for a local cancer support group, I knew I had to do it. If you want to know more about Planet Head Day I suggest you watch the video below. So here's the pitch, I'm looking for sponsors for Planet Head Day and an idea as to which planet I should have painted on my bald pate. So, for each $10 donation I receive, you will get one (1) vote for the planet. I will also match each donation up to $100 total, plus cover the PayPal fees. If we get over $500, I'll post a video of the head shaving and painting on my YouTube channel. So with that all said, please donate what you can by using the ChipIn below, and vote for the planet in the "special instructions to seller," section of your PayPal Payment. Thanks!
Why do I get the feeling, I know what you sicko's will vote for?
Why do I get the feeling, I know what you sicko's will vote for?
14.11.09
30.5.09
File Under: My shoulders are pissed
Today I participated in the Aroostook River Kayak and Canoe Race. It was a slightly nicer day to paddle this year. The wind was gone, it was warmer and it only rained for the second half of the race. The crowd was smaller than last year, but just as enthusiastic. I started off well, passing a couple of the paddlers in front of me, but my shoulders started speaking up about 30 minutes down river. I must say I'm happy to have finished with a time of 1:22.16. I believe I finished well over 1:30 last year, something like 1:38, maybe? Which mean I may have improved my time by as much as 16 minutes. For me that is something to be happy about.
Matt finished in 1:16 and I think he would have been faster if he had a better kayak.
All in all, it was a good time, now I gotta rest my shoulders so they don't get too pissy.
Matt finished in 1:16 and I think he would have been faster if he had a better kayak.
All in all, it was a good time, now I gotta rest my shoulders so they don't get too pissy.
1.4.09
File Under: Why don't shit work for me?
I am just about to depart for Houlton so that my 2009 Toyota Matrix can have a fourth round of warranty work completed. Today, I will also be returning the HP dv5-1251nr computer I bought on Monday, it's networking is totally screwed. Toyota is supposed to have "legendary quality" and HP, well the old one is okay. Why does it seem that I always get the dud? I could write I very long list of things I have bought that work fine for others and shit the bed for me, but I gotta run. Have a good day and may your durable goods be more durable than mine.
20.3.09
File Under: Emotional Moments
It's funny how emotions can over take you with out warning. I was just upstairs with the family, they were reading while I practiced guitar. Addy had dragged my old bear, Max, onto the bed.
Max is one of those fabulous big ol Gund Honeybears. He literally hugs you back and was the last stuffed toy of my youth. Admittedly, I was a little old when I got him, but to this day, I won't turn down a good stuffed bear as a gift.
Since I was tired, I decided to lay down for a minute and snuggle my old bear. As I lay there hugging Max, I had a strong memory of the day I got him. My Mom and Gram took me with them to a gift shop in Caribou. While looking around I found Max; Gram decided I should have him, so she bought him for me, as a present (birthday, maybe).
My gram passed a couple years ago, and that memory triggered a rush of emotion. I started sobbing like I hadn't done since she died. My son, who was lying near, saw the tears and asked if I was alright. I told him through sobs that I missed his GG (great-grammy). That little man leaned in, hugged me tight, kissed my cheek and told me he loved me. Which made me cry harder, but was exactly what my heart neeeded. I'm so lucky to have such a great kid, my Gram would be proud.
Max is one of those fabulous big ol Gund Honeybears. He literally hugs you back and was the last stuffed toy of my youth. Admittedly, I was a little old when I got him, but to this day, I won't turn down a good stuffed bear as a gift.
Since I was tired, I decided to lay down for a minute and snuggle my old bear. As I lay there hugging Max, I had a strong memory of the day I got him. My Mom and Gram took me with them to a gift shop in Caribou. While looking around I found Max; Gram decided I should have him, so she bought him for me, as a present (birthday, maybe).
My gram passed a couple years ago, and that memory triggered a rush of emotion. I started sobbing like I hadn't done since she died. My son, who was lying near, saw the tears and asked if I was alright. I told him through sobs that I missed his GG (great-grammy). That little man leaned in, hugged me tight, kissed my cheek and told me he loved me. Which made me cry harder, but was exactly what my heart neeeded. I'm so lucky to have such a great kid, my Gram would be proud.
17.2.09
File Under: Facebook's '25 Things'
It seems that the '25 Random Things' notes that many of us have been posting, may have more value than we think. Check out this piece at the Chicago Tribune.
For those of you who don't have Facebook and would like to have more insight into your author, here is my note:
Unlike some other tagging type people, there are no obligations attached to this thing, just read it and whatever. Anyone who wasn't tagged, but reads this, sorry the system is clunky.
1. Ellyn is my reason and my life.
2. Even though they drive me nuts, I love my children so much, my heart hurts to think of the future they may face.
3. I have a bad temper, mostly toward those I love, this is my greatest shame and my greatest failure.
4. I love to curse. I use all kinds of offensive, horrible words and string them together in new and interesting ways.
5. I have a wicked bad stomach. For years I took drugs so I could continue to eat and drink whatever I like. Since I don't like pills, I'm trying to regulate it with diet. I really miss those foods (coffee, chocolate, speecy spicy hotsie totsie), but I've read that I will eventually get to eat them again, in small doses.
6. I'm a cheap bastard. I'm not saying I won't spend money to have something nice. I'm saying, I won't even buy a movie with out thinking it over for a week.
7. I love the process of buying cars. I love test driving and dickering. I love moving my stuff into them, and those drives you take in a new (well new to me) car. You know, the ones to nowhere. Also, I've always wanted a Jeep. Not one of those Grand Cherokee things, a real Jeep. I'll probably never buy one though (see #6).
8. I was never a sports guy, but I love the NFL. To me, football is the king of sports.
9. A few days before my 35th birthday I bought a guitar starter kit. I'm ashamed to admit that Guitar Hero had something to do with it.
10. That guitar kit from #9 is gone. It was crap. I've replaced it with a Hagstrom Super Swede and a Fender G-Dec. I also bought a Fender acoustic and a Fender Jazz Bass.
11. I really want a Fender Telecaster. I think I may have an addiction. All those guitars and I still suck. Oh well, it makes me happy.
12. I'm glad that music has made a resurgence in my life. Along the way it seemed to have lost it luster. Now, thanks to some of you, it's assumed it's proper place in my life. It may be that I was just listening to the wrong music.
13. I didn't really want to go on my first balloon ride, now I love it so much I run the Crown of Maine Balloon Fest and am working on my pilot's license. At this rate, I'll be a pilot in about another decade.
14. According to friends and family, I was oblivious to the girls that were interested in me. Instead, I walked around feeling miserable and unwanted. I now argue that it was fate saving me for my wife.
15. I decided a long time ago that my friends and family were more important than a career in entertainment. My acting professor told me I had to choose, because to be as good as I wanted to be, I had to let it all go. I very seldom regret this decision. I do however miss the process.
16. I am very picky about what shows I will see live. I have an unfortunate affliction which causes me to see how things could be done better. I am kind of an asshole in that respect.
17. I was born in Connecticut and lived there as an infant for several months, before my parents moved back to Maine. Which means I'm not a 'real' Mainer, a point that is often made to me. It's kind of funny considering how many of the 'real' Mainer's, I grew up with, don't live here any more.
18. I believe that if every able body volunteered just a little, the world would be better, and I wouldn't be so damned tired.
19. I'm apparently, a wicked flirt. Lucky for me, my wife is not the jealous type. In fact she laughs at me.
20. I'm not as self-assured as I sometimes appear. In fact, I'm more of a dancing monkey, begging for your approval. Therefore, when I say, that I don't care what people think, I'm lying.
21. I have no known enemies, although I do have a special hatred for greed and stupidity.
22. I have friends who are fundamental opposites of me. Just cause I don't agree with them, doesn't mean I don't care for them.
23. I feel responsible for making my young employees into better people. When they fail, I feel as though I have failed as well.
24. I cry during sad movies and TV shows. I'm just a big wuss, what can I say.
25. I've lost two childhood friends in recent years. I deeply regret that I lost track of both of them until hearing of their passing. For this reason, I'm glad for this silly site.
For those of you who don't have Facebook and would like to have more insight into your author, here is my note:
Unlike some other tagging type people, there are no obligations attached to this thing, just read it and whatever. Anyone who wasn't tagged, but reads this, sorry the system is clunky.
1. Ellyn is my reason and my life.
2. Even though they drive me nuts, I love my children so much, my heart hurts to think of the future they may face.
3. I have a bad temper, mostly toward those I love, this is my greatest shame and my greatest failure.
4. I love to curse. I use all kinds of offensive, horrible words and string them together in new and interesting ways.
5. I have a wicked bad stomach. For years I took drugs so I could continue to eat and drink whatever I like. Since I don't like pills, I'm trying to regulate it with diet. I really miss those foods (coffee, chocolate, speecy spicy hotsie totsie), but I've read that I will eventually get to eat them again, in small doses.
6. I'm a cheap bastard. I'm not saying I won't spend money to have something nice. I'm saying, I won't even buy a movie with out thinking it over for a week.
7. I love the process of buying cars. I love test driving and dickering. I love moving my stuff into them, and those drives you take in a new (well new to me) car. You know, the ones to nowhere. Also, I've always wanted a Jeep. Not one of those Grand Cherokee things, a real Jeep. I'll probably never buy one though (see #6).
8. I was never a sports guy, but I love the NFL. To me, football is the king of sports.
9. A few days before my 35th birthday I bought a guitar starter kit. I'm ashamed to admit that Guitar Hero had something to do with it.
10. That guitar kit from #9 is gone. It was crap. I've replaced it with a Hagstrom Super Swede and a Fender G-Dec. I also bought a Fender acoustic and a Fender Jazz Bass.
11. I really want a Fender Telecaster. I think I may have an addiction. All those guitars and I still suck. Oh well, it makes me happy.
12. I'm glad that music has made a resurgence in my life. Along the way it seemed to have lost it luster. Now, thanks to some of you, it's assumed it's proper place in my life. It may be that I was just listening to the wrong music.
13. I didn't really want to go on my first balloon ride, now I love it so much I run the Crown of Maine Balloon Fest and am working on my pilot's license. At this rate, I'll be a pilot in about another decade.
14. According to friends and family, I was oblivious to the girls that were interested in me. Instead, I walked around feeling miserable and unwanted. I now argue that it was fate saving me for my wife.
15. I decided a long time ago that my friends and family were more important than a career in entertainment. My acting professor told me I had to choose, because to be as good as I wanted to be, I had to let it all go. I very seldom regret this decision. I do however miss the process.
16. I am very picky about what shows I will see live. I have an unfortunate affliction which causes me to see how things could be done better. I am kind of an asshole in that respect.
17. I was born in Connecticut and lived there as an infant for several months, before my parents moved back to Maine. Which means I'm not a 'real' Mainer, a point that is often made to me. It's kind of funny considering how many of the 'real' Mainer's, I grew up with, don't live here any more.
18. I believe that if every able body volunteered just a little, the world would be better, and I wouldn't be so damned tired.
19. I'm apparently, a wicked flirt. Lucky for me, my wife is not the jealous type. In fact she laughs at me.
20. I'm not as self-assured as I sometimes appear. In fact, I'm more of a dancing monkey, begging for your approval. Therefore, when I say, that I don't care what people think, I'm lying.
21. I have no known enemies, although I do have a special hatred for greed and stupidity.
22. I have friends who are fundamental opposites of me. Just cause I don't agree with them, doesn't mean I don't care for them.
23. I feel responsible for making my young employees into better people. When they fail, I feel as though I have failed as well.
24. I cry during sad movies and TV shows. I'm just a big wuss, what can I say.
25. I've lost two childhood friends in recent years. I deeply regret that I lost track of both of them until hearing of their passing. For this reason, I'm glad for this silly site.
5.1.09
File Under: Ch-ch-changes!
A few things have changed. Cursed Monkey Paw now has a home at http://www.cursedmonkeypaw.com/ the old address will continue to work, but this one is way easier to remember. Also, the email address for this blog is now (I bet you can guess), kired@cursedmonkeypaw.com
Thanks for hanging around and reading this thing, all two of you.
Thanks for hanging around and reading this thing, all two of you.
11.12.08
File Under: While I'm on the GPN subject.
This is a poster I worked up for the Potterville Posse who will be conducting a food drive at the Grace Potter and the Nocturnals concert on the 29th.
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