Caleb and I got a cool peek at my blog in 3D that we want to share with you.
Now you know what my computer thinks of me.
Superunleashed in 3D
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Potato Chip in a Cloud
This summer I took a picture of these clouds. Actually, I have a digital camera, so I took 3,785 pictures. After deleting 3762 photos, I noticed something rather shocking.
If you scan the photo very quickly with squinted eyes that are blurred by computer overuse, you will see the outline of a potato chip in the clouds. Not just any chip, but a kettle fried chip. You know, the kind that are all crinkley and disfigured.
When I told my neighbor Lestor about the find, word got out. Lester must have a lot of relatives. The photo went viral in the Goshen News and Wakarusa Tribune. Suddenly people began showing up at my house to see the actual photo of the potato chip.
In the last week, over 18,000 pilgrims have showed up at my doorstep to view the potato chip photo. Campers are parked on a 5 mile stretch of road leading up to our house, neighbors are selling tickets to see the photo, visitors’ dogs are barking their brains out 24 hours a day, and toilet paper is blowing everywhere.
This is out of control.
Yesterday, a guy appeared at my door wearing a t-shirt proclaiming, “I SAW THE POTATO CHIP”.
People are kissing hand, my computer, and my pantry doors.
I’m just glad that I didn’t see a NASCAR in the clouds.
Hacker in My House
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My two sons, Joshua and Caleb are shown here building our new family “super” computer. Caleb has been a geek for several years now (wiring our new house starting when he was 12 years old), and Joshua is his protégée .
When I was drawing “Camp Pinetar” a daily comic strip, I had a character named “Hacker”. You can see him spinning around on the globe at the top of the page.
Caleb wasn’t born yet, but little did I know that I would have my own real hacker in the house.
What gives me the right to call my son a hacker?
Caleb works for U Test. He is what is called a “White Hat Hacker.” The people who work for U Test are given prototype electronic devices, and software programs, and told to try and break into them.
Caleb found several weaknesses in one of the Droid prototypes, earning him a nice check.
Caleb tells me that our new computer has the second fastest processor in the world.
I have a feeling that he’s saving the fastest processor in the world for his computer.
Now, back to Net Bios…or not.
Dopes at the Grocery
Is our local grocery store now run by aliens?
Last night Caleb my son said “Dad, get the green peppers. They’re only 99 cents per pound.”
“No, that can’t be right,” I retorted. “They’re supposed to be 99 cents each.”
“Well, the cardboard sign above says 99 cents per pound, even though the plastic sign on the rack says 99 cents each, so get ‘em,” Caleb insisted.
I looked at him and smiled. We had a situation similar to this with Wheaties a year ago (See my blog “How to Leverage Wheaties”). So I let him get a bag full.
We went to the self checkout where you can have the most fun, because people don’t expect you to move fast, have a clue what you are doing, or put 19 dollars worth of nickels in the “Money Sucker” machine.
When the computer rang up 99 cents each, I brought it to the attendant’s attention. She said “They’re 99 cents each.”
“The sign on the produce rack says 99 cents per pound,” I responded innocently.
She called for a “price check” and after a bit of discussion, the guy came back with “They’re 99 cents each.”
With feigned disgust (I was beginning to have fun playing with the system) I insisted that he accompany me to the produce rack where I pointed to the sign that said 99 cents per pound.
“I was going by this,” he said, as he pointed to the tiny 1 inch sign on the produce rack at the bottom.
“I was going by this,” I said as I pointed to the 8X10 inch colored sign above the produce.
The “price checker” guy told the attendant to give us the cheaper of the two prices. After whispered exchanges between employees, frustrated looks, and an apology or two, City Market in Carbondale gave us the peppers for free. They didn’t have a store manager who could override the computer. A wise choice on their part.
“Shrink” comes in all forms at a grocery store. The one that apparently isn’t addressed at all is “stupidity.”
They should’ve hired me last year when I applied for the manager position in the produce department.