Just catching up on a little news after dinner....

So, apparently a number of ski resorts have started offering a new extreme form of skiing. See, you take the lift up the mountain as usual, but for a little added excitement, the decent is made a bit more dangerous when they start firing artillery at you! Incoming!?! Yikes. Alright, that's what flashed through my mind when I saw an AP headline about the army loaning howitzers to ski resorts. They're actually used for avalanche control, but now the US Army Tank-Automotive and Armaments Command has need of them in Iraq and Afghanistan.

In other strange, but blog-related news (credit AP via MSNBC), a student at NYU has apparently been given a dorm room after the university's administration discovered he had been living in the school's library... for 8 months! Steve Stanzak had made himself at home there after he was unable to come up with the $1000 housing deposit for an actual room. He became a mini-celebrity on campus by blogging about his adventures (unfortunately, the website listed in the AP article appears to have been removed). An editorial in the Washington Square News, suggests that the school honor Stanzak, with a plaque reading "Here slept a student so dedicated to his NYU education that he was willing live in this library to stay."

Wow.

OK, now a little tidbit from my actual dinner tonight. We were having steak, which was grilled to perfection on Sunday (by yours truly), but which becomes a bit tough when reheated in the microwave the following Tuesday. Sitting at hte table, I went to reach for the A1 steak sauce, but mistakenly grabbed my IBC root beer (hey, they're both in brown bottles!). Actually, the steak wasn't bad with a little root beer on it.

One more note about the steak sauce. The directions on the bottle state: "Shake well. If there's only one drop left, a more extreme form of shaking may be required. Like dancing. Or jumping jacks...."

LOL!

Yeah, yeah. I've said it before, it's the little things that amuse me.

And finally, a last comment about dinner this evening. My son for some reason kept grabbing my wife's shirt and saying, "Take it off?" This annoyed my wife as much as I was amused by it. I'm not sure if I should be worried or not. I think he's too young to have an Oedipus complex. It may be only natural (he's only a year removed from breastfeeding after all). But it was all I could do not to laugh and second the motion.... Hey, she's my wife! I like it when she takes her shirt off. OK, not when the kids are around, I guess.