Do-it-yourself (?)

Just in case you wanted to carve swans from watermelons, wikihow has just the thing for you. Follow the directions and the tips and you're "sure to be successful!"

Now I just hope they don't have anything on how to live your life. I'm afraid that's out of the online how-to department....


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(hey, I figured if *others* could use it to good affect, why not I?)


And on top of that, Petr has returned to his blog!!

Well whadya know. Sometimes I even wonder what's the point in putting anything here. Maybe it would be better with almost all picture content, sort of a picture-web-log. Try to shorten that now -- picblog? ^_^

But still I return. To what purpose, who knows?


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Friday, December 7th, 2007. A day which will live in... well, maybe my memory for a while. I know it now as the beginning of the most recent T342 cooking *trek, voyage, expedition, etc.* camping-trip (known as the camp-out, campout, campowt to the lowly scout).

Saturday, December 8th, 2007. A day to live in more infamy than the previous one. The Ranger patrol sadly made a few critical mistakes. Glories were lost. Taste was diminished, or else spoiled. The great feat of a chocolate cake in a dutch oven (!!!) ... LOST because of a burnt crust. A sad day for the loyal Ranger. Once again, despite all efforts to "save the day", the /other patrol/ swept the cooking competition. (I'm personally upholding the idea that on at least one decision both judges were biased)

Sunday, the day after Saturday. Problems were forgotten, dashed hopes returned, and a new day dawned. Camps were broken, tents were disassembled, trucks were loaded with personnel and equipment, and yet another successful two-nighter brought to a close.


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So enough of the funny viewpoint. Back to good 'ol first person.
This coming Saturday, the annual teen-white-elephant-party held at our house. Surely you've heard of this occasion, when teens in the homeschool group, and some non-teens, bring presents and have a sort of exchange. It's always more fun when you realize that most of the "presents" are worth less then their face value. Let's take the example of Evan's gift last year. He brought a nice pair of shoes, pre-worn, pre-damaged, pre-scuffed. They even came in a collector's box! But had the receiver looked closely, he or she would have noticed that a sole was missing from one of the shoes. What a scandal! :)

And I find it incredible that the D's could get in town for the Spring party, the Summer party, and the Harvest party, but not the memorable White Elephant? What a shame. I suppose we shall have to do without, and merely wish for their presence, as so often has been the case. Or perhaps, once again, I am merely posting exaggerated sarcasm. As has sometimes been the case.

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http://picasaweb.google.com/nandn7/Mexico2007
Does this link work?

-Petr