Posting from my nook

I have been looking at ereaders since Matt D at work gave
me a demo of his kindle. I ended up getting a nook which
is similar and includes 3G free.

bIt isnt the best interface for web browsing,

These Jammies are Fatastic!

After I gave Oliver a haircut I put him in a warm shower.  After Sam's turn getting a haircut I put Sam in and got Oliver out of the shower.   Got him dried up and told him to go get some pajamas out of the closet.  He came running back and threw the jammies at me to help him get them on.  He said, "I love these jammies Dad!  Their Fat-tastic!".

I know its a little cold outside, but c'mon guys! Really?

So this last week I pulled in to work to see a guy get out of his BMW.  He had a scarf loosely wrapped around his neck and the wind was about to blow it off a couple times.  He struggled with it to get it to stay around his leather jacket.

Then I park my car and I see another guy get in to his Range Rover and yes he too is wearing a scarf that is also wrapped just once around his neck and dangling down to his pants.  Coincidence? Or are there more effeminate men in SLC than I thought?  Scary.

If you're a guy wearing a scarf (and don't want people questioning your manhood), it better be like 40 below and you also better be wearing a coat, gloves, winter hat, boots and covering the scarf inside your bulky coat.

If you're a woman and you have eyes for a guy who is wearing a loose scarf as a fashion accessory, I question the proper linkage in your brain.  Because he's very likely the type of guy who would probably leave you for another man.  Just sayin.

Stay warm, and Happy New Year.

Real life Lemmings!

When I was a kid, I loved to play this game called Lemmings.  It was fun cause you had to figure out how to get the little guys from point A to Point B.  Here's a demo video of the game:


Today, I was shown this video of some divers.  Dude, real life Lemmings!


Where's the nuke button!

PETA is out of touch

Peta sent me an email with this greeting on it:

I guess they haven't been following my blog.  While I do love my dog and cat, the turkey had sad life and for some animal lovers wouldn't land me in the "nice" category.

But I'll take it!  Just don't ask me for any money!

Man that rabbit looks yummy!

Thanksgiving 2010

So the turkey weighed in at 36 pounds and boy was it tasty!  It was very moist (we brined it the night before).  It took 6 1/2 hours to cook it.  It turned out perfect!  Here's some video of dinner.  Oliver and Sam both fell asleep and missed out on the main dinner, but after waking up got to eat plenty of leftovers!
Click the image below for video....

From Family Videos

Butchering the turkey with Jacob

Warning - graphic descriptions in this post, so if you're an animal activist or have a sensitive stomach, you've been warned.

So tonight I got home and Jacob helped me tie down the turkey and then butcher it.  The turkey was very calm.  Jacob went out to the coop, and tied a rope around it's leg and led it along to the garage where it came on in.  Then we tied it's legs together and it's wings.  However with the turkey being so calm and relaxed, we realized after the ax fell, that those knots were not nearly tight enough.  It flailed all over the garage and blood was spurting everywhere! It was jumping all over and I tried to grab it quickly as it was spurting blood everywhere!  I finally got a hold of it and turned it upside down neck down into a big 5 gallon bucket.  It was kicking and it clawed me pretty good.  There was blood everywhere, and come to find out, some of it was mine.  That stupid turkey cut me open with its kicking, all without a head.

Then we filled up the garage sink with hot water and dipped it in there for a bit and then started pulling feathers out.  Man that turkey was huge!  It had thousands of feathers.  The part where I couldn't stomach it anymore was the cutting open the bottom area and gutting it.  Jacob was willing to do that and I wasn't about to argue with him.  He kept pulling things out.  "Dad what is this?"  "That looks like the gizzard."  Then he pulls out the heart.  It's still steaming.   Then he pulls out, yes the turkey balls.  He wasn't grossed out one bit, but me, I'm close to dry heaving the whole time.  The smell was terrible.  I don't get how he wasn't grossed out.  He was smelling it, and touching it.  I don't know what I'd do if he didn't help me.

We weighed Jacob (101.4 pounds), then Jacob while holding the turkey (138.2).  So that turkey, after being de-feathered and gutted weighs 36.8 pounds.  It felt heavier.  It's size is like that of a small child. I'm pretty sure we'll have to quarter the thing in order to cook it.

Then we filled up a large plastic storage tub with water and put 10 cups of sugar, 10 cups of salt and mixed it up.  Then put the turkey in there and weighed it down by putting a 5 gallon bucket full of water on top of the turkey so that it stays completely immersed in the brine mixture.  Jacob then cut off the feet and man those talons were sharp!  Jacob said he wanted to keep the chicken feet, which I'm OK with, but he also wants to keep the pair of chicken balls.  That seems a little weird.  What do you think?