Anabelle and Daddy Ad-veeeeen-tures! Yeah! *Jazz Hands* Day 8 -July 26

Heat and Transference

George Awards: That’s a Signpost Bob

Warning

This post contains bad, foul, filthy and unacceptable language - the words that “will curve your spine, grow hair on your hands and maybe, even bring us, God help us, peace without honor.”

This is not a post for children.  Kids, take a hike.

This is also not a post for those adults who are offended by this type of language.  Do yourself a favor, and go read some of my cute stuff before moral outrage can kick in.

Just about everything else on this blog is clean…Stupid sometimes, but clean.

End of Warning.

Anabelle and Daddy Ad-veeeeen-tures! Yeah! *Jazz Hands* Day 7 -July 25

Malaise and Mel’s Aces

Knowing I didn’t want to miss work, and more importantly couldn’t miss any Ad-veeeeen-tures *Jazz Hands* I called for a doctor’s appointment the moment I started feeling under the weather.

George Awards: Five Twos

Warning

This post contains bad, foul, filthy and unacceptable language - the words that “will curve your spine, grow hair on your hands and maybe, even bring us, God help us, peace without honor.”

This is not a post for children.  Kids, take a hike.

This is also not a post for those adults who are offended by this type of language.  Do yourself a favor, and go read some of my cute stuff before moral outrage can kick in.

Just about everything else on this blog is clean…Stupid sometimes, but clean.

End of Warning.

Anabelle and Daddy Ad-veeeeen-tures! Yeah! *Jazz Hands* Day 6 -July 24

Food Trek Racing

Anabelle and I had breakfast together, nursing Minecraft hangovers and getting ready for the day’s big event.

STAR TREK BEYOND!

George Awards: Toys in the Sand

Warning

This post contains bad, foul, filthy and unacceptable language - the words that “will curve your spine, grow hair on your hands and maybe, even bring us, God help us, peace without honor.”

This is not a post for children.  Kids, take a hike.

This is also not a post for those adults who are offended by this type of language.  Do yourself a favor, and go read some of my cute stuff before moral outrage can kick in.

Just about everything else on this blog is clean…Stupid sometimes, but clean.

End of Warning.

Anabelle and Daddy Ad-veeeeen-tures! Yeah! *Jazz Hands* Day 5 -July 23

These Are the Arcades of our Lives

Considering we walked five hundred miles (Ba –da Da DA!) in ridiculous heat the previous day, Anabelle and I both slept very late.

With the new Ghostbusters in theaters and Van Helsing at home cementing her following in my footsteps of loving comedy/action/horror mash ups, I thought Evil Dead 2 – the greatest film in thehistory of cinema- was in the cards.

And it almost was.

Moving Van Williams

Six years and two days ago, the first post of (questionable) substance went up on dogfoodforchairs.com.

It was a review of the, then new, Green Hornet film.

I thought it would be neat to mark the anniversary with my daughter’s thoughts on that movie since enough time has passed that she’s old enough to see it now.

Unfortunately, her views only make up a short paragraph:

For most of the first half she absolutely hated the spoiled doofus Britt Reid as played by Seth Rogen to the point that she would have turned off the film.  The quality of the action, explosiveness of the stunts and awesomeness of Kato kept her watching, and she admitted that Britt did mature in the end into a more responsible and tolerable person, but didn’t ever become a true super hero.

Basically she had the same view as I did.  So instead of retreading the ground, I’ll use the rest of the space to say nice things about Danceworks again.

Yes, that whole pointless introduction was to give me a pun for the title, so there.