For years when I mentioned these beauties, my friends would look at me like I told them I once owned an invisible dragon named Herb. But I now have my vengeance. So suck on this!!
So, for years, one could actually name a star and give it as a Christmas gift. Now, I thought that was pretty cool until I learned this:
Purdue has a gift idea for you: Name a new species of bat Center for the Environment's Species Naming and Conservation Initiative Would you like to name a bat species for a family member or friend this holiday season, and help support important environmental research and conservation efforts? Purdue University is offering the naming rights to a newly discovered species in honor of a donor to the Center for the Environment. This unique species is a rare family member of the little yellow bat, the smallest known bats in the New World. They weigh less than a tablespoon of water, and are sensitive environmental sentinels of their habitat.
This might just be the greatest gift one could ever give. Who wouldn't want to be associated with a terror-inducing creature named Mike?
As a kid, Christmas commercials always got my little heart pitter-pattering.
This Christmas commercial was for 7-Up. A beverage soley drunk by little old ladies. Yet, somehow, I too decided I needed to partake of this beverage in order to maintain the Christmas spirit.
Man, I wish my friends would forsake me in my time of need on a frozen expanse of pond so that a scarf wearing clown would come ice skate with me.
This delightfully sweet song completely made me forget to fear these hollow-eyed, multi-cultural zombies that were trying to pitch me Coca-Cola.
Hooray, run-away Peter is home from who-knows-where, doing who-knows-what, with a pile of presents. And he's making us coffee!!
Be honest. These commercials have caused you to be filled with the warmth of Christmas Past.
Alright, I've got to get this off my chest: CHiPs is the greatest cop show to ever grace the small screen. Comedy. Drama. Action. Romance. CHiPs had it all. To this day, whenever I'm in L.A., I expect to see Ponch and John cruising down the Santa Monica Freeway on their Kawasakis hunting down a gang of thieves that use trained hawks to steal purses from unsuspecting old ladies.
Unfortunately, I never realized my dream of working with Ponch, John, and Sgt. Getraer. But never fear, I've got the CHiPs Color-Form set to keep me fulfilled in life.
This bad boy is jam packed with delicious CHiPs goodness. And in case my imagination is shot, it comes with a booklet of delightful CHiPs ideas.
I love how I can knock some speeding scum bag upside the head. Unfortunately, it doesn't come with the option of having Ponch and John use their .45's to draw down on some low-life that stole an orphanages bus just days before Christmas.
However, it does come with these freaky half bodies. Did the CHiPs officers ever have to face down a sadistic serial killer? Maybe that's a scene waiting to happen.
I am a nerd. No, not the kind that can do your homework. And not the kind forced into giving up my milk money. Instead, I'm the kind of nerd fascinated with bad horror movies, toys, and cartoons. I don't know squat about playing D&D, but I can tell you all about its Saturday morning cartoon. Forget X-Box. I'm talking about the Atari 2600. If my wife rolls her eyes at it, you'll find it here. This is the perfect place to nerd-out without the Alpha Betas or my wife kicking my butt. So won't you join me?
