Thursday, May 24, 2012

Saturday, August 6, 2011

Gardening in the Great White North

There are many things the Simpson clan does well. One of the highlights is gardening. We are a family devoted to the art of harvest. The second day of my stay in Fort McMurray we (the slave labor force consisting of both my brothers and I) laid sod in a section of the backyard. (Pictures enclosed.)

Yes we do always look this good.

This is the "Act Natural" pose we gave as my mom frenetically snapped photos.

This last picture is posted as a special request from my better half;

This is me after a long day of laying concrete, and other assorted landscaping work. My face is one of pure joy of being done haha

Thursday, April 7, 2011

Rule 22 of Being a Gentleman

Education begins the gentleman, but reading, good company and reflection must finish him.
-John Locke

Sunday, April 3, 2011

Lego Wizard

One time, as a child, I did something wrong. Probably broke something. It was in San Ramon. At the time, I was an avid lego artist. You could say the legos and I had a special relationship. Well, dad came home from work, and I knew I was in trouble. Sitting on my bed, waiting for my punishment, it felt like it took him ten years to walk down the hallway to my room.

As he rounded the corner into my room, i tried to look as pathetic as possible. Considering it was the early 90's, and hammer pants were fashionable, it wasn't too hard.

"Your mother is not happy with you."

Me, with my head buried and feigning despair, "I know."

"I think you need to lose a toy for a week" he continued. (This was the closest I EVER got to being grounded) "What is your faorite toy? I am going to have to take it".

What follows was, as I see it, is pure genius. I never played with brio trains. They were not portable, nor were they cool looking like hot wheels. They were in my mind, a sunday toy. Kind of dry, but still technically entertainment. "Well dad, I sure love my brio set. Please don't take it away."

"Where do you keep it?" he asks.

In my head I say something like; I dunno... under the bed covered in the dust of forgetfulness... But I choke out "In the plastic box under my bed?"

Sure enough, there they are, and he takes them. To be totally honest, I do not know when, if ever, they came back to my room. All I knew is that I duped mom AND dad, all while keeping legos. Two points for Jacob.

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Nuggets of Truth from the Internet

I found this little guy during a random web surf. Even before I was born, Albert knew what was up. What a genius.

Thursday, March 10, 2011


Haiku's Are easy
But sometimes they don't make sense

Wednesday, March 9, 2011


I know some who love to see new amazing sites, and I have found a way to see many different kinds of cool sites from all over the internet. The following is amazing;

I found this guy from a website called