Last night while at Heather’s Roan got a little bored, so he picked up a watering can and started pretending it was a gun. Gage and I had some questions about the design/mechanics of the pretend weapon, and all of it was captured in the video above. Enjoy!
…and if you’re reading this from an enemy air patrol, be warned! Those 100 cal. watering cans are capable of locking on from over 10 000 kilometers away. Bitch!
Last week, when Gage went to his friends cottage for a few days, I lent him my old camera (the one that has no flash and constantly flashes an error code on screen) which still works for videos and photos in bright places. When he got home the other day, I asked to see his photos. He said he had forgotten all about it, and had only taken “two really cool videos” with it. I was excited to see these “really cool videos” so I turned the camera on and hit play. Both videos were about 35 seconds long, and both were videos of him and Mac playing Call of Duty. Neither was “really cool”, and it seemed like a waste of taking a camera up north for a week.
Later, Holly and I were watching tv, and Gage came to ask if he could use the camera to film Roan. I said sure, then forgot all about it. Yesterday I woke up miserable, and stayed that way for most of the day. Then I saw my camera sitting on the table and remembered that Gage was using it the night before. I hit the play button to see what he’d recorded and it instantly brought a smile to my face.
The first video is the best. It reminds me of me as a kid. I had a stuffed bear that was about the same height as me, and I would wrestle and toss him all over my parent’s house right up until I was probably Gage’s age. The video got even better when Roan started teabag’ing his stuffed animal and Gage chimes in – making his presence known for the first time – by saying “You go Tiger!” in his attempt at a lisp-y voice.
This second video is just Roan trying to convince Gage to make a funny video with him, but Gage isn’t willing. Roan then tries to get Gage to take a picture of him in a cool pose, which then turns into him smashing the chair with a broom handle repeatedly. Not as great as the first video, but it still makes me laugh.
I’m definitely going to have to let them use that camera more.
Rwn
Duhltron
Here’s the second installment in my latest blog feature, the Cobra Inquisition. This is where I post videos of my best friend’s responses to my stupid questions. The first segment focused on asking questions about animals, and it was a lot of fun. This segment is focused on aliens and space.
Ladies and gentlemen prepare yourself for the Cobra Inquisition: Aliens
-Do you believe in aliens?
-Do you prefer the word alien, or xenomorph?
-Why?
-Who was the first person in space?
-Can you name all the planets in our solar system?
-What’s your favourite planet?
-Why?
-If aliens came to earth and asked you to show them a fun time, where would you take them, and what would you do?
-What would you tell an alien to convince him that humans are cool and that we should hang out more?
-Would you eat fruit from an alien planet?
-Would you eat an alien?
-Should we trust aliens?
Thanks again to Dallas and Jenna for their help and participation. Stay tuned for our next segment which I’ve already begun preparring the questions for.
Yesterday I was in the middle of playing some Borderlands while on my lunch break, when Roan turned around from his computer and asked me “Did you know there is a video of me on Youtube?”. I said “Yup, I’ve seen lots of you on there.”. He must have thought I meant I see him on there, using that website a lot. He said “No, I mean there’s actually a real video of me, playing drums, on youtube… it’s called 9 year old drummer.”.
After searching for 15 minutes he got pissed because there was ten million videos of nine year olds playing the drums, and his was nowhere to be found. I told him I would gladly record him playing, and upload it to youtube for him. He said “No, that’s okay.”, like he usually does, but then changed his mind moments later. He asked me to not start filming right away, so of course I had to (I didn’t want to miss anything good!), and then I faked like I wasn’t recording yet when he decided he was ready. Hopefully he’s not mad at me for recording him being embarassed. I think I’ll lie and tell him my camera is weird sometimes and I didn’t realize it was filming already.
Rwn
Duhltron
A little while ago I had an idea to ask Roan and Dallas a series of questions. I figure they both have a tendency to let their imagination travel to weird places, and could provide some humorous blog material. It also might be interesting to compare their responses given the 20 year age gap.
Here is the first installment of The Cobra Inquisition: Animals
-What’s your favourite animal?
-Why?
-What animal would you most like to ride?
-How many ACR rounds do you think it would take to bring down a T-rex?
-Would you eat a T-rex? (if it wasn’t full of bullets)
-Who do you think would win in a fight; a monkey riding a donkey with a .50 cal mounted on it, or a magic dolphin?
-Would you rather have the ability to fly like a bird, or stay under water like a fish?
-Why?
-Do you miss the dinosaurs?
-What’s your favourite colour of dragon?
-What is a hybrid?
-If you could combine two animals together to make your own hybrid, which two would you combine, and what would you call the new animal?
-Why do you think tigers and zebras have the same type of stripes?
-If you had to fight cow with your bare hands, what would your plan of attack be?
-If you won the fight, would you eat the cow?
-What animal scares you the most?
-If you could have your own army of one kind of animal, what kind of army would you have?
-Why?
-Can you draw your favourite animal? or the hybrid you created?
-If all the animals turned to zombies, what weapon would you want to defend yourself?
-Where would you hide out?
A special thanks to Dallas’ lovely lady Jenna for filming/interviewing Dal. I’m sure she hears enough stupid things come out of Dallas’ mouth without any encouragement, so I apprectiate her taking the time and being a good sport.
A few weeks ago we bought our cats a harness. Two of the four love it, the others are terrified. Shakespeare loves it, and he loves chasing apples if you throw them. I set up my camera hoping to catch the act of me throwing the apple, and him chasing, but my angle wasn’t wide enough and the apples are the same colour as the grass.
I wanted to add the Benny Hill theme to this clip, but I can’t seem to edit any video on my laptop, and I refuse to invest the time in figuring it out on another machine. So, imagine the Benny Hill theme as you watch. Enjoy!
I’ve come to the conclusion that Shakespeare is not only obsessed with water, but also an asshole. He loves the sink and the shower (sorry, no clip of us in the shower), and just recently he discovered the aquarium. Last night, Holly and I were relaxing, shooting zombies, when we heard the fish pump making a weird noise. We looked over and saw Shakespeare with his paw in the tank, swatting at fish. I ran upstairs and grabbed my camera, but by the time I got back down he had moved on from torturing fish, to drinking their home. He did dunk his paw back in a few times in this clip, but I really wish I had of caught him on camera right when he started. It was like a kid splashing in puddles after the rain.
Today I turned the water on for Kanika (she likes to drink out of there) and Shakespeare busted in and stole her spot. I noticed he wasn’t only drinking the water, but also letting it run down the side of his face. I went downstairs and found my camera, hoping he would still be doing it when I got back. He was. I think he’d have spent all afternoon there if I hadn’t have turned off the faucet. To be honest, I could have watched him do it all afternoon, but I felt bad about wasting so much water.
Who would have thought a black cat could be so effin’ cute. Certainly not this cobra.
This made me laugh so hard when I saw it. I couldn’t even believe it was serious.
Now this model I see the potential in. It’s not being bought by women who care about their arm fat. It’s being bought by dudes who think they can pull some sort of Pavlovian brainwashing over on their wives.
- Honey, I can’t find my Shake Weight anywhere, and I always work out after Oprah – she’s so inspiring!
- Haven’t seen it dear. <shoves Shake Weight further into golf bag>
- Have you got anything lying about that fits comfortably in my hands and I can shake above my chest for 6 minutes?
- Uhm, let me have a look… In my pants!
This is also sort of funny, and relevant.
This is the first installment (of many hopefully) of a new segment I call Cobra Car Conversations.
In this chapter we discuss the shitty neighbourhood we travel through on the way home from soccer practice, crack houses, meth labs, grow-ops, steroids, and Roan’s lack of growth and appetite, as well as his desire to get “fatter”, and how Gage was a dick at his birthday party.
My favourite parts: Josh’s misunderstanding of what goes on at a crackhouse, and his attempt at sneaking his seatbelt off while no one is looking (even after Roan showed him the proper way!!).