Streep tees

More pictures from my session at the Computer Science lab. I was trying to depict my friend who was sitting beside me. I had no intention of seeing him undress. I just thought that he could have passed as a tree for which I didn't have enough space to draw.

I am going to confuse the pants off you

After I described the weather as pants in the post below, it was brought to my attention that some folk didn't know what I meant. I forget that those across the pond and further afield are not familiar with the finer nuances of the Queens English. Especially some of the ones that we use in my neck of the woods. There are in fact many uses of the word 'pants' and I shall have a whirl at confusing the pants off you now.

Starting with confusing the pants off you, this means you are getting you so confused that you feel like you are losing your mind or at least your undergarments. Lets see how you feel after reading this post, I bet I have lost some of you already. Don't worry I have this effect on a lot of people.

Welcome to the many uses of the word pants!

Pants =Knickers:
Undergarment of the female type.
This can be used in the following ways;
"I will be charming the pants off her by the end of the night."
"I want to get into her pants."
(that could of been rude and/or said by a cross dresser.)

Pants = Pulling Pants :
A unisex term used for special undergarments that have pulling power.
This can be used in the following ways;
"Watch out world! I am wearing my pulling pants."
Instead of 'world', you could use ladies,girls, men or sheep.

Pants = Trousers, male or female:
A garment of the unisex variety.
This can be used in the following way;
"What are you wearing tonight?" "Hmm maybe black pants and a nice top."

Pants = Underpants, male:
Undergarment of the male type.
This can be used in the following ways;
"Phwoar I would love to get into his pants!"
"Oh my god he papped his pants."
"He was so excited, he messed his pants."

Pants = Used as a form of exasperation:
Used instead of it's rubbish,crap,shit,boring,nonsense or bad.
Its a nice word to use when your in front of children and can't let rip with the bad words.
This can be used in the following ways;
"That match was pants!"
"That movie was pants!"
or like in the post below
"The weather is pants!"

Pants= Nasty
I can't believe I left out nasty pants!
Someone with a bad attitude.
This can be used in the following ways;
"Oh my gosh you're such a nasty pants!"

Pants=Fancy
This is the second time I have had to edit this post to add another use of the word pants.
Fancy Pants, this is a form of showing off.
This can be used in the following way:
"Oh get you, Fancy pants! in that new car"

Pants=Smarty
Another shameful omission!
Brought to my attention by a Smarty Pants.
Smarty Pants, this is someone who loves showing off their intelligence in an annoying way.
(also known as a smart arse).
This can be used in the following way:
"I missed that out on purpose, Smarty Pants!"

This post was brought to you by pants!?!

Mark called me an idiot or was that idiomatic, I am not sure whether I should be insulted?
Anyhoo he linked to this post here: Idioms: Pants

Having a Blast with Victorian Fourth of July Postcards

Small children handling explosives... People in powdered wigs... And young George Washington cutting down the cherry tree with his widdle hatchet... These are the images of patriotism in postcards from the early 1900s. I thought I'd share a few of my favorites with you today, as well as a special downloadable Fourth of July present for you. But we'll get to that later!

Just look at this kid...


The cherubic face, the knee socks with sandals, the knickers and about a half a ton of crackers and rockets. This fine fellow is prepared to do some serious damage. Why, he even brought a cannon. He's been saving up his paper route money for MONTHS to buy this celebratory stash. And is he ever going to get noticed at his parent's Fourth of July garden party-- oh yes! Mother will never forget THIS holiday.

Following the theme of small unsupervised children with things that go "bang," here we have Buster Brown and his sister...


At least this seems like a more manageable amount of firecrackers. The card itself reads;

With Freedom's soil
beneath our feet
And Freedom's banner streaming o'er us.

The definition of "freedom" is: blowing stuff up loudly, apparently.

Now THIS little guy, he's not only got a firecracker larger than himself, but he's armed with a sword...

I guess if I were a little boy wearing a powdered wig, I might feel the need to be armed, myself; oh, the teasing! The teasing! And kids can be so cruel. The caption reads:

This is a day of memory
T'is freedom's jubilee

I love the colors on these cards-- vibrant, but with still a soft watercolor or goache quality to them.

Now here, possibly more appropriate for President's Day than the Fourth of July, we see young George Washington explaining to his dear old dad why the family property is now minus one cherry tree...


The caption reads:

"Father, I cannot tell a lie. I did it with my Little Hatchet."

The card doesn't explain WHY exactly George turned to deforestation, but he does get points for honesty.

Now let's meet "Miss Columbia..."


No, she's not Columbia's contestant in the Miss Universe pagaent. She's the embodiment of the land that Christopher Columbus was said to discover-- the United States.

Here we see her proudly brandishing the American flag while carelessly carrying the cornacopia of prosperity along the way, likely leaving fruit behind her all along the parade route. She also seems to have some foot trouble... One goes forward, the other turns a bit at an unnatural angle. Well, hopefully it's not going to be a very long hike.

Lastly, we have Arm and Hammer Baking Soda's lesser known product Arm and Flag...


It never really took off as well as Arm and Hammer, and eventually was cut from the product line.

Okay, I'm kidding you. It's the strong arm of America showing patriotism in honor of the Fourth. The card reads:

Our Flag, the Flag of Liberty
The flag that flies for you and me
United by Right from day to day
The Stars and Stripes are here to stay!

Now I'd promised you a treat today, didn't I? Well, I've taken a few scans of these cards and made them into a downloadable PDF so you folks can print 'em out and use 'em for projects of your own. Decoupage? Mixed media? Whatever you choose.

Just click here to download the file now.

• And the last bit of business-- if you missed last Treasure Box Wednesday and it's variety o' goodies, click here.

• And for folks who missed the parade o' pyrex last Sunday, click here.

Me, I have a friend coming to visit for the long Fourth of July holiday, so if I'm a little late in posting next weekend, never fear-- the post is coming. It might just take me a little longer.

Hope your collective Fourth of Julys are a blast, my friends!

Having a Blast with Victorian Fourth of July Postcards

Small children handling explosives... People in powdered wigs... And young George Washington cutting down the cherry tree with his widdle hatchet... These are the images of patriotism in postcards from the early 1900s. I thought I'd share a few of my favorites with you today, as well as a special downloadable Fourth of July present for you. But we'll get to that later!

Just look at this kid...


The cherubic face, the knee socks with sandals, the knickers and about a half a ton of crackers and rockets. This fine fellow is prepared to do some serious damage. Why, he even brought a cannon. He's been saving up his paper route money for MONTHS to buy this celebratory stash. And is he ever going to get noticed at his parent's Fourth of July garden party-- oh yes! Mother will never forget THIS holiday.

Following the theme of small unsupervised children with things that go "bang," here we have Buster Brown and his sister...


At least this seems like a more manageable amount of firecrackers. The card itself reads;

With Freedom's soil
beneath our feet
And Freedom's banner streaming o'er us.

The definition of "freedom" is: blowing stuff up loudly, apparently.

Now THIS little guy, he's not only got a firecracker larger than himself, but he's armed with a sword...

I guess if I were a little boy wearing a powdered wig, I might feel the need to be armed, myself; oh, the teasing! The teasing! And kids can be so cruel. The caption reads:

This is a day of memory
T'is freedom's jubilee

I love the colors on these cards-- vibrant, but with still a soft watercolor or goache quality to them.

Now here, possibly more appropriate for President's Day than the Fourth of July, we see young George Washington explaining to his dear old dad why the family property is now minus one cherry tree...


The caption reads:

"Father, I cannot tell a lie. I did it with my Little Hatchet."

The card doesn't explain WHY exactly George turned to deforestation, but he does get points for honesty.

Now let's meet "Miss Columbia..."


No, she's not Columbia's contestant in the Miss Universe pagaent. She's the embodiment of the land that Christopher Columbus was said to discover-- the United States.

Here we see her proudly brandishing the American flag while carelessly carrying the cornacopia of prosperity along the way, likely leaving fruit behind her all along the parade route. She also seems to have some foot trouble... One goes forward, the other turns a bit at an unnatural angle. Well, hopefully it's not going to be a very long hike.

Lastly, we have Arm and Hammer Baking Soda's lesser known product Arm and Flag...


It never really took off as well as Arm and Hammer, and eventually was cut from the product line.

Okay, I'm kidding you. It's the strong arm of America showing patriotism in honor of the Fourth. The card reads:

Our Flag, the Flag of Liberty
The flag that flies for you and me
United by Right from day to day
The Stars and Stripes are here to stay!

Now I'd promised you a treat today, didn't I? Well, I've taken a few scans of these cards and made them into a downloadable PDF so you folks can print 'em out and use 'em for projects of your own. Decoupage? Mixed media? Whatever you choose.

Just click here to download the file now.

• And the last bit of business-- if you missed last Treasure Box Wednesday and it's variety o' goodies, click here.

• And for folks who missed the parade o' pyrex last Sunday, click here.

Me, I have a friend coming to visit for the long Fourth of July holiday, so if I'm a little late in posting next weekend, never fear-- the post is coming. It might just take me a little longer.

Hope your collective Fourth of Julys are a blast, my friends!

Seeing things

I just couldn't log onto the computers at the Computer Science lab ( and I was way too cool for the computers at the Science and Engineering labs) . So I pestered my good friend into giving me his account to log into. This was a lame attempt of me entertaining myself as he was low on online credits. I accidentally fooled myself into double-clicking a fake icon and felt I had to get back at someone! So out of pure spite, I decided to leave his desktop as it was.

The weather is pants

I was going to do some gardening today, but the weather is pants! If it clears up soon I may venture out and get my hands dirty. Here is another flower I have photographed and temporarily forgotten the name of. I will have to dig out the labels, well after I remember where I put them.

Cream, my cream

I know I've had a post about cream, but I am still quite very much into cream. So I've adventured into adding cream to various carbohydrates such as this Digestive cookie. Yummo...Just so you know, a LOT more cream went onto each cookie after the photo shoot.

Go and look at the Doodle Week Blog

Well doodlers and boring non doodlers, the time is getting ever closer to the next Doodle Week!
I know, I know, you can hardly contain yourselves.
What? you pissed yourself in excitement!
I didn't want to know that.
Click on the button below and transport yourself to the new and improved Doodle Week blog. The new layout skin thingie is courtesy of Chica-X and I love it!

You need to go over and get any questions in that you want answering about doodle week, the more input we get the better it will be.

Cheers xxxxxxx

Mumborg is home and she got the microwave

I have decided to go with Mumborg as the mum/cyborg/cybernetic beast masters new name.
So anyways the Mumborg arrived home on Tuesday, she didn't even stay in long enough for more piss bag stories. The leg is being monitored carefully and the Mumborg will be in a lot of pain for a long while yet. Apparently its hard getting use to something that is just basically a flesh covered metal limb from the knee up. The leg actually being attached to the hip, which is also metal, is something new that the Mumborg has to get use to, as they have been apart for sometime. Physio and good pain relief should slowly start to improve things, so fingers crossed for no more infections.

Now to more serious news, within a day of her return home, the microwave fused and it is now totally dead, suspicious or what! I am keeping my eye on her/it.

By the way I do show the mumborg the ever so flattering doodles of her, for those that think she must cringe in horror at the thought of what I am up to.

Here is the result of the last doodle related conversation that we had about the previous mumborg doodles which you can find by following the link at the bottom of this post.

Mumborg: What is that? and where are my boobs?
Me: Its a plug and erm shurrup!
Mumborg: I want boobs.
Me: They are in the wrong geographic location, so no.
Mumborg:Hang on, is this what your doing instead of college work?
Me: Shurrup.

Busted and further proof that mumborgs are dangerous creatures.

For those new to the story of the mumborg follow the link to all mumborg related posts:
*The story of mumborg so far*

Momma said...

My mom, is a food hoarder. She brought the whole planet over when she left Malaysia to visit me in April. I could list the things she brought over but I fear NZ customs would be knocking on my door shortly after clicking "publish post".
She had reminded me a few weeks ago to store the Horlicks in an air-tight container to prevent hardening. I was like, sure mom, what hardening? Ptfh!
I'm glad I didn't listen to her- I found 'hardened' Horlicks highly amusing. With a little titanium coating, we could use this flexible material for spaceships. No kidding. Thanks mom.

Treasure Box Wednesday: Shellfish and Not Sho Shellfish

If you put your ear to this shell, you can hear it say how cheap it was. "Baaaargain...." it whispers. "Baaaaaargain."

And this weekend certainly was good for those. In addition to several pieces of Pyrex shared with you earlier this week in the Pyrexia post (click here for that one), I found one gift for someone, and a number of goodies for me, too.

But first, let me say, on a sunny summer day, when everyone else was tanning themselves at the community pool, or riding down The Three Rivers in a boat, what was this pasty red-head doing? I was hitting the thrift stores and taking the road less travelled!

Why, if thrifting were like driving on the Autobahn, this weekend's shopping would have been Varvegneugen. The aisles were clear, and something happened which has never happened in this history of my going to the Red White and Blue on Route 51-- I got a parking space out front! (Normally I have to drive down an alley, over a bridge, and up an incline just to find a spot.) It was amazing.

But enough of that. On to the good stuff! So let's talk gifts. How about another dolly for my family friend?

This little gal reminds me of the character Mary from "A Secret Garden." And I'm thinking if I can find a nice copy of that book, and some flower seeds, it would make a really nice gift basket.

Speaking of books, there were a couple of those, as well. My shopping buddy on this adventure, Scoobie, well, she's a book-a-holic. Virtually any thrift, and she comes away with a stack of good reads. And this time, she found two for me, too, that thoughtful gal did! One from my friend P.G. Wodehouse, and one by Alice Hoffman.


Also uncovered was this great stack of eight old sandwich plates, and 2 platters, all in a thistle-purple color.


These seem to be from around the early 1900s (judging by their style, similar to the whiteware calendar and portrait plates I collect.) But I had no idea they made ones like this as dinnerware. So this was a fun find.

And speaking of fun, I came across one more World War II souvenir pillowcover. Another from the U.S. Army, devoted to "Sister." This one I think will work nicely in to my red-and-green living room.


And lastly, I'd wanted to share with you this cute little vintage bear planter. I don't know that he's necessarily of value -- other than to me, because I thought he was charming...


It was one of those things I just knew I'd feel bad about if I left it there in the store. And at a couple of bucks, the price really was right.

So, that's what was inside the Treasure Box. I found a couple of other things, but they are Top Secret at the moment, because they're going into a basket for an online friend who reads the blog. I promise I'll come clean on that later, though. I just don't want to ruin the surprise.

Click here if you missed out on the mania o' Pyrex from Sunday.

And, for everyone else-- thrift happy!

Treasure Box Wednesday: Shellfish and Not Sho Shellfish

If you put your ear to this shell, you can hear it say how cheap it was. "Baaaargain...." it whispers. "Baaaaaargain."

And this weekend certainly was good for those. In addition to several pieces of Pyrex shared with you earlier this week in the Pyrexia post (click here for that one), I found one gift for someone, and a number of goodies for me, too.

But first, let me say, on a sunny summer day, when everyone else was tanning themselves at the community pool, or riding down The Three Rivers in a boat, what was this pasty red-head doing? I was hitting the thrift stores and taking the road less travelled!

Why, if thrifting were like driving on the Autobahn, this weekend's shopping would have been Varvegneugen. The aisles were clear, and something happened which has never happened in this history of my going to the Red White and Blue on Route 51-- I got a parking space out front! (Normally I have to drive down an alley, over a bridge, and up an incline just to find a spot.) It was amazing.

But enough of that. On to the good stuff! So let's talk gifts. How about another dolly for my family friend?

This little gal reminds me of the character Mary from "A Secret Garden." And I'm thinking if I can find a nice copy of that book, and some flower seeds, it would make a really nice gift basket.

Speaking of books, there were a couple of those, as well. My shopping buddy on this adventure, Scoobie, well, she's a book-a-holic. Virtually any thrift, and she comes away with a stack of good reads. And this time, she found two for me, too, that thoughtful gal did! One from my friend P.G. Wodehouse, and one by Alice Hoffman.


Also uncovered was this great stack of eight old sandwich plates, and 2 platters, all in a thistle-purple color.


These seem to be from around the early 1900s (judging by their style, similar to the whiteware calendar and portrait plates I collect.) But I had no idea they made ones like this as dinnerware. So this was a fun find.

And speaking of fun, I came across one more World War II souvenir pillowcover. Another from the U.S. Army, devoted to "Sister." This one I think will work nicely in to my red-and-green living room.


And lastly, I'd wanted to share with you this cute little vintage bear planter. I don't know that he's necessarily of value -- other than to me, because I thought he was charming...


It was one of those things I just knew I'd feel bad about if I left it there in the store. And at a couple of bucks, the price really was right.

So, that's what was inside the Treasure Box. I found a couple of other things, but they are Top Secret at the moment, because they're going into a basket for an online friend who reads the blog. I promise I'll come clean on that later, though. I just don't want to ruin the surprise.

Click here if you missed out on the mania o' Pyrex from Sunday.

And, for everyone else-- thrift happy!

First Flower in detail

I thought I would post some other shots of the First flower I photographed with the macro button on my camera.

Ain't no sunshine when he's gone

Have you ever seen the sun in New Zealand during winter? Well, here he is-

The Wuss. I feel like beating the helium out of that star.

Potato blushes

After craving for potato salad for the past two days (Dumb gas stove!! Grr), I finally got to make them!The potatoes were not mushy but could've been a little softer. Three spoons of Home Brand mayonnaise, one red onion, two boiled eggs and a dash of pepper courtesy of ye ol' flatmate! Ah~ the simple joys in life!

Chai latte and dark chocolate

This idea has been bugging me all weekend! I wanted to make chai latte with cream toppings. To add flair, I dusted some cinnamon powder and stuck a Cadbury Flakes Dark Chocolate. The Flakes sank pretty quick due to the heat but boy was there yummy gooey chocolate awaiting at the bottom! As always, I HAD to have the marshmallows. The chocolate sprinkles on the marshmallows were broken pieces of Flakes in the wrapper.

Sluggish

I spotted a slug in my bathroom. One would ponder about its journey from the outside world into that of my bathroom. After much prodding with my toothbrush, my flatmate decided it belonged outdoors. Bye bye Simon. (Yes, I do get attached to things rather quickly. Three minutes is sufficient.)

Pyrexia: Addiction to Pyrex

Pyrexia. It's the irresistible need to purchase cheerful bowls, casserole dishes and refrigerator containers made by the Corning company. It affects one in ten.

How does it start? Oh, it's often hereditary, but it can sneak up on you over time. It might start when you spot one bowl at a thrift store or yard sale that reminds you in a flash of the very baking bowl your mother or grandmother used for her special tollhouse cookies. And at a price of a buck or two you buy it. It's worth it for the fond memories, as well as the functionality.


Then you realize how good it looks in your kitchen. How durable it is. How versatile. And when you spot that refrigerator container that matches it, well, you rather like that, too. And that comes home.

Three years later you have 20 different pieces in five different patterns and you're looking around wondering exactly how it came to pass.

According to the company web site, Pyrex was invented in the early 1900s by Corning Glass Works, originally as a shatterproof, weather-resistant glass for railroad lanterns. But in 1913, when Bessie Littleton's casserole dish was unable to withstand the high temperatures and broke in the oven, she asked her husband-- a Corning scientist-- to bring home a replacement dish made of the same durable glass he worked with every day. And Pyrex ovenware was born. By 1915, Pyrex bakeware was in the Boston-area Jordan Marsh department stores.

It is estimated that nearly 75 percent of all U.S. households own Pyrex products.


Because of Pyrex's great durability, it's easy to find vintage pieces in good condition second-hand, in a wide variety of patterns. And the more I pay attention to it, the more it seems there's something to suit just about everyone's style. From florals, country and early American themes, to pop art and streamlined looks, the choice is amazing.

Me, I tend to stick to the few patterns of pink Pyrex-- called Gooseberry and Pink Daisy-- but I recently got sucked in with these bright green and butter yellow bowls. The patterns are Spring Blossom and Butterfly Gold respectively.




Prices for Pyrex vary greatly, so it's good to check around. I've seen antique malls selling large Pyrex vintage mixing bowls for as high as $30. But I've seen the same bowls as low as $5 or $10. Smaller pieces, like refrigerator containers and casserole dishes might run from $1-$5. (I recently got my lidded Daisy patterned dish with lid for $3.) So if there's a particular piece you like, it's not a bad idea to get a sense of the going price before shelling out the dough.


If you visit TheThriftshopper.com forum, you'll see whole threads dedicated to collecting Pyrex:

• "Help Me, I have Pyrexia!"
  
• "Pyrex Again"
  
• "More on Pyrex"
  

And the PyrexLove web site is entirely devoted to the line of products, with an excellent page identifying popular patterns. So if you were curious what the name of that old Pyrex bowl you have is, this is a great way to find out.


Pyrexia. Currently, there is no known cure. But then again, you'd also have to WANT to be cured. And no one I know is really seeking out help for this kitchenalia addiction. Are YOU Pyrexic? Feel free to discuss your mania. :)

• Missed Treasure Box, er, Thursday of this week? See the recently thrifted goodies. Click here.
• And check out Wednesday's post regarding a couple of very special emails I received regarding 30s actress Curigwen Lewis! Click here.