February 25th, 2010 by IamDraven

While Erik and I were running errand all day, we happened to be at a stop light near a Chick-Fil-A and they had a person in a cow costume dancing at the intersection.  I barely got to my camera in time, or else I would have shot some video.  The cow was even doing the robot for us when the light turned green.

February 25th, 2010 by IamDraven

My Dad turned 67 this week and I took him out to dinner for his birthday.  He’s about to dig into his taco salad:

I can’t post the other photo because it’s incriminating evidence to the no sugar diet my Mom put him and herself on.  I’d be in enough trouble for this photo since his bottle of beer is in the photo.  Good thing my Mom doesn’t know I have a blog!

February 24th, 2010 by IamDraven

A little more from the series of ‘SNOWMAGEDDON’ storms.

I really liked how this one turned out.  Patient time spent continually wiping my camera lens while shooting straight up paid off in the end.

February 23rd, 2010 by IamDraven

Technically this could be a N.B.T., or a Quityerbitchin’ (Healthcare) but I’m going to use it as a Need A Laugh? and a commentary instead,

Does Takeru Kobyashi look like he’s choking?

In case you haven’t heard there is a big push from Pediatricians calling for hot dogs and other ‘choke happy’ foods to carry warning labels or have their shapes changed. 

Now don’t get me wrong.  I have seen and worked on chocking children.  It is not pretty.  It’s even uglier when they don’t survive.  But a lot of it is idiot parents.  Why are you giving a two year old toddler an entire hodtog?  Grapes are also bad too.  That’s why you cut them!  A lot of this is common sense on the parents part to give your child age appropriate food and WATCH THEM while they eat.  They are not your mini mes, they are CHILDREN.  Try to pick up a pink pong ball with a vaccuum.  See how it sucks right into the hose?  I magine that as a hot dog and your childs wind pipe.  DING DING DING.

They put warnings of cancer and death on cigarettes and people still smoke, so warning labels on foods?  For food alergies yes, but wanting to change the shape of hot dogs?  That’s just plain ridiculous.

February 23rd, 2010 by IamDraven

My darling boyfriend told me today I’m slacking on my new year’s resolution.  I would like to clear up that I am not completely slacking.  I HAVE been taking the photos, but with Snowmageddon and following storms Internet availability has been the issue.  So, to catch up here is Week 6’s photo.  This is me standing in my side yard after Storm #1.  Mind you, I am NOT standing in a drifted area and it’s well above my knees!  And yes, I was an idiot and went out after a blizzard in jeans, boots and only a fleece jacket.

February 9th, 2010 by IamDraven

That’s a lyric from my favorite Xzibit song – Hey Now (Mean Muggin).  I’ve always been a fan, not rabid, but just a fan, and I tripped out when I saw him on Extreme Home Makeover.  At first I thought it was a publicity stunt, but he was genuine, and damned if he doesn’t keep coming back.  I sent him a tweet saying that I admired him for that, and that more people should follow his lead.  Imagine my surprise when I got this email!

So Diablo Cody (nee’ Brook Busey) tqweeted to me, and now Xzibit follows me.  I don’t get celeb-crazy, but I gotta admit it’s pretty cool to have celebrities ‘appreciate’ me via twitter.  That’s one of the few places I really am me.

February 5th, 2010 by IamDraven

For some reason my bra left my body and went flying across the room. (I’ll let you all figure that out yourselves.) Later Erik noticed that my bra had landed in a certain position on top of the stuffed monkey I had given him. 

Not that I’d normally put my underclothes up on my blog, but we both thought it was hysterical and Erik mentioned I didn’t have a photo of the week posted yet.  Photo was taken instantly, and I’m just now posting it a few days later.

February 3rd, 2010 by IamDraven

This is actually from Discover Magazine, not The Onion!

Oral conception. Impregnation via the proximal gastrointestinal tract in a patient with an aplastic distal vagina. Case report.

[Ed. note: There is no abstract, so we're including most of the original article below. It's a bit long, but trust us--it's worth the read!]

“Case report:
The patient was a 15-year-old girl employed in a local bar. She was admitted to hospital after a knife fight involving her, a former lover and a new boyfriend. Who stabbed whom was not quite clear but all three participants in the small war were admitted with knife injuries.

The girl had some minor lacerations of the left hand and a single stab-wound in the upper abdomen. Under general anaesthesia, laparotomy was performed through an upper midline abdominal incision to reveal two holes in the stomach. These two wounds had resulted from the single stab-wound through the abdominal wall. The two defects were repaired in two layers. The stomach was noted empty at the time of surgery and no gastric contents were seen in the abdomen. Nevertheless, the abdominal cavity was lavaged with normal saline before closure. The condition of the patient improved rapidly following routine postoperative care and she was discharged home after 10 days.

Precisely 278 days later the patient was admitted again to hospital with acute, intermittent abdominal pain. Abdominal examination revealed a term pregnancy with a cephalic fetal presentation. The uterus was contracting regularly and the fetal heart was heard. Inspection of the vulva showed no vagina, only a shallow skin dimple was present below the external urethral meatus and between the labia minora. An emergency lower segment caesarean section was performed under spinal anaesthesia and a live male infant weighing 2800 g was born…

…While closing the abdominal wall, curiosity could not be contained any longer and the patient was interviewed with the help of a sympathetic nursing sister. The whole story did not become completely clear during that day but, with some subsequent inquiries, the whole saga emerged.

The patient was well aware of the fact that she had no vagina and she had started oral experiments after disappointing attempts at conventional intercourse. Just before she was stabbed in the abdomen she had practiced fellatio with her new boyfriend and was caught in the act by her former lover. The fight with knives ensued. She had never had a period and there was no trace of lochia after the caesarean section. She had been worried about the increase in her abdominal size but could not believe she was pregnant although it had crossed her mind more often as her girth increased and as people around her suggested that she was pregnant. She did recall several episodes of lower abdominal pain during the previous year. The young mother, her family, and the likely father adapted themselves rapidly to the new situation and some cattle changed hands to prove that there were no hard feelings.

Comments
A plausible explanation for this pregnancy is that spermatozoa gained access to the reproductive organs via the injured gastrointestinal tract. It is known that spermatozoa do not survive long in an environment with a low pH (Jeffcoate1975), but it is also known that saliva has a high pH and that a starved person does not produce acid under normal circumstances (Bernards & Bouman 1976). It is likely that the patient became pregnant with her first or nearly first ovulation otherwise one would expect that inspissated blood in the uterus and salpinges would have made fertilization difficult. The fact that the son resembled the father excludes an even more miraculous conception.”

Original article can be seen HERE

February 2nd, 2010 by IamDraven

For those who don’t know, I’m a HUGE Scooby Doo fan. I just got this from one of my mailing lists, and IT MADE MY DAY!

My favorite parts are the R.I.P. S(haggy) F(red) & D(aphne) and Scooby snacking on the zombie arm!

January 31st, 2010 by IamDraven

Ok, I don’t get to watch too much TV, so when I do, it’s ‘quality’ at least by my standards.  My favorites are Bones and Glee, and pretty much any original series USA comes up with.  TNT’s closer is a personal favorite too.  When I saw a promo for MTV’s The Buried Life I thought “this could be great, or another Jersey Shore.”  (Note, I’ve never watched Jersey Shore but the way it appears in other mainstream media makes me nauseous.)  The show’s tagline is:

1 question.  4 guys.  100 Things to do before you die.

The episode I finally cleaned out of Erik’s DVR tonight was EPISODE 1: The Buried Life crew arrives in Los Angeles to cross off number 6 — “attend a party at the Playboy Mansion”. The guys attempt to sneak into the Mansion as uninvited guests. While in LA, they also get an opportunity to help a group of underprivileged kids by providing their classroom with a new computer.

The episode was funny, insane, entertaining and heartwarming.  When they met with a charter school’s 5th grade class one of the girls said her wish was to adopt a child someday.  And there, watching MTV I started crying.  When I saw a promo about helping another man find his son I knew I couldn’t watch the second episode tonight.  Oh how I wish my hometown would be on there to visit list and they could help my find my biological mother.  (Which is high on my list). I’ve had my ‘bucket list’ for a while and by each birthday I’d try to do at least 10 things off it.  (I usually did this in my birthday blog on MySpace) and a few years ago found 43 Things which is an on line bucket list.  I wasn’t on it for a bit due to it being blocked at work, but I need to head over to it to update some accomplishments, and figure out what else I want to do with my life.

If you’re curious, my 43 Things is HERE and the guy’s list is HERE

BTW, the boys are on Twitter too.  Follow them HERE