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There has been a strange scratching noise in the garage office, AKA “garoffice”. It is coming from the floor near the walls. I sit at a table, on a barstool type chair and gaze at my PC while listening and talking on conference calls, calculating, planning and doing research. The garoffice is a fully networked, VOIP epicenter.

Each time I hear the scratching I know that it must be near my feet. A couple times I have banged my knees hard in the true meaning of “knee jerk reaction” to avoid inevitable chomping. Today, it is gone. I was getting ready to go all CSI on it. I think it was one of those hard shelled beetles. I’m glad it’s gone for now.

-Mike

“I was only tying to help.”, I said, as I plead for my life after dumping a healthy amount of oregano in to my wifes simmering skillet. “The sifter must have fallen off and… and.”, I continued in self defense.

My wife is a very good cook. I like to season things. I am in a little trouble now. When I took the lid off of the oregano, I didn’t notice the plastic thing with holes in it was missing. You see, these holes regulate the amount of oregano that can fall out of the open container.

Thank God she didn’t see how much garlic powder I put in. I hope she doesn’t read my blog. One day this will be funny, “right honey”?

-Mike

Florida Easter bunny caught delivering eggs.

BloggingThat would like to congratulate ThrowinShade for a successful web launch in to the blogosphere.

At BloggingThat we are feelin you.

-Mike

Oh, yeah. This is the female brain as we know it. (I love you.)

This drawing is a bit off. The diamond olfactory is much larger in real life than in theory. What else should be said about this picture? Common guys, I can’t take this heat alone.

The male brain as we know it…