Friday, June 26, 2009

Summertime

Since summer has officially started, I thought it might be a good time to officially restart my blog. My muse, which had gone missing, is beginning to reappear. That is good news for me, bad news for you…

So let’s get started…

Very few people are known by only one name, Elvis, Ali, Einstein, Ralphie (Ok, I know she’s a buffalo, but still…) to list a few. If you’re male in your late 40’s or early 50’s, chances are that you owned/still own/still display this poster:


During my college years, Farrah was always stuck to the wall next to my desk. On more than one occasion, late at night when I was struggling with some homework problem, I would look up and start a conversation with Farrah to try and take my mind off of the blank sheet of paper on my desk. I probably would’ve gotten a better GPA if I had spent less time talking to a piece of shiny paper on the wall - not that there’s, you know, anything wrong with that…

Speaking of Boulder…

Mrs. R and I recently spent the day in Boulder. The Pearl Street Mall has some of the best summertime people watching anywhere on the planet and I highly recommend it.

Anyway, on the way to Boulder we had to stop for gas. There was a very large Ford Expedition with its driver side door open parked at the pump island next to ours. This particular SUV was all tricked out with a lift kit, chrome grill guards, and chrome steps. The damn thing was at least 2 feet off the ground.

All of sudden, the driver of this vehicle, all 5’-4” of him, including boots and hat, came running out of the store toward his monster rig, planted his feet, jumped with all of his might onto the chrome step, wobbled momentarily, and then deftly pulled himself inside the truck. It was an impressive display of athleticism. It was also pretty damn funny and i
t got me to thinking about an unverified theory of mine...

I postulate that the size of a man’s truck is inversely proportional to the size of a certain portion of his anatomy. (Full disclosure here – I drive a medium-sized pick-up truck...) I am unaware of any rigorous scientific studies to prove, or disprove, this theory, although some of you may have conducted your own research…

Speaking of scientific research, a colleague informs me that a plumbing supply manufacturer has developed an automatic dual flush valve.

Dual Flush Valve

There is an electronic sensor in this valve, and if it senses the user of the toilet is present for less than 60 seconds, it releases a modest amount of water to flush. If the user is present for longer than one minute, then a larger volume of water is released.

This is a great idea and has the potential to save thousands of gallons of water in public facilities. There are, however, a couple of areas of concern.

How was the research conducted and who was the poor slob that got assigned to that job? How much do you have to screw up in your previous life to end up being the person who measures how long it takes people to pee and poop? That is some seriously bad karma, dude...

Secondly, and perhaps more importantly, who decided 60 seconds was the magic number? Because I’ve noticed that certain activities that used to take less than 60 seconds often take much longer to finish these days…