Nerdy or Not Nerdy?

Today was the company picnic. I entered the Dunk Tank contest as a thrower. We throw from 30 feet away at a target smaller than a dinner plate.

1st shot: near miss.
2nd shot: DING! Bullseye! HIT THE CENTER BOLT that bolts the target on the arm.

I win a prize.

The prize I choose? A Rubik's Cube.

So, does the nerdiness of a Rubik's Cube overtake the jock-iness of pinpoint accuracy?

It's your call America. Nerdy or Not Nerdy?

The 5 Worst Candy Bars

If you think that all candy bars are great, you're wrong. Sorry Charlie.

I've probably spent nearly $1000 over my lifetime buying junk food out of vending machines and I'll tell you the worst and the best. $1000! It's amazing I'm not fatter than I already am!

I digress. They have to be a real candy bar, that is, having a bar shape, or else Milk Duds would top the list. M&M's Rice, you should be thankful too. If not for the bar shape pre-requisite you'd be here too.

Now...the worst candy bars.

5) Almond Joy - More like "Almond well, I guess things could be worse"

4) Milky Way - Chocoloate: good. Caramel: good. Nougat: good. Chocolate + Caramel + Nougat: not so much.

3) Baby Ruth - Caddyshack ruined it. Not even the Goonies can bring it back.

2) Mounds - Chocolate and coconut. COCONUT. It's like they didn't even try.

1) Bit O Honey - My Grandma gave me this once. You trust Grandma. Shame on you Grandma.

The Fearsome Sith Lord

Luke is infatuated with Star Wars ever since he watched the 1977 original with uncle Jer-Bear. Tonight he put on his Batman and Robin raincoat and grabbed his pool toy sword and came downstairs

I'm Dark Vader.

Funny, I always pictured the most celebrated villian of all time a little more menacing.

Information Security Week

So on Sunday, we're leaving Poppy and Nana's. Like most Sundays, Bek and I drove our own car. I take Mary to the the van (aka Rebekah's car), and since Rebekah is lagging behind a bit, carrying the rest of the stuff, I decide to turn on the car and get the AC going so Mary doesn't roast in the car.

Once Bek comes out, I start to remove my keys. "Just leave them in there and use my keys for your car," she suggests.

"No. I better not. I have the key to my desk at work on this keychain. If I don't take them now, I'll forget and take your keys to work tomorrow and be locked out of my desk."

So out come my keys, in go Rebekah's and we're on our merry way.

The I arrive at work Monday morning and get ready to open the drawers to my desk. I have my keys, but the key to my desk is missing anyway, having fallen off the cheap key ring I used to connect it to the main keychain.

So, ironically enough, I'm still locked out of my desk, despite my attempt no to.

Even more ironic is that, Monday marked the beginning of Information Security week. The week where we re-emphasize safeguarding our data, by say, keeping track of the keys to your desk.

Update: I found my key in my pants pocket at home Monday night.