The Snowy Knoll

A friend who found himself Smacking Dat Penguin thanks to a post earlier this week ended up sharing the game with co-workers. What resulted was a rather funny text exchange that he gave me permission to reprint here with the names changed to protect the innocent – check it out, and don’t forget to Smack Dat Penguin while you’re at it. The record, held by me, is 593.5.

Rick:
http://www.soet.info/pinguin.swf
Smack dat Penguin!
Roger:
Best one so far, about 574.
Angelo:
574! really?
Roger:
Really!!! It was a fluke I think because my next best one was 512.
Rick:
Line drives are the way to go.
Roger:
But it has to be a relatively high line drive for a couple of good bounces.
Slava:
It also depends on the penguin, the fat ones don’t fly too well.
Rick:
There’s different sized Penguins?
Roger:
I’m shocked by this as well.
Slava:
I didn’t mean to shock anyone, but I think it’s more fun to play assuming that penguins are different sizes, or maybe that they are related somehow. There’s got to be more then one penguin – one penguin can survive a head-first run with the icy surface after a 500 meter flight!
Roger:
Those penguins are exactly the same size. The fact that you’ve somehow managed to convince yourself that they must be different sizes based on the fact that the same penguin couldn’t survive being batted over 500 meters by the abomidable snowman I find disturbing.
Slava:
Disturbing or not, it’s the fact that can’t be ignored…
Rick:
No it’s disturbing.
Slava:
Ok… maybe I went too far with the sizes, but there are definitely more then one penguin participating in the event – you have to agree!

It’s Not For Girls!

Whilst in London (har! har! he talks English!), as I do during all foreign trips, I stopped by a local variety store to try out a couple weird chocolate bars. I find the sampling of odd bars and beverages to be one of the more enjoyable elements of international travel, and this visit led to one of the stranger product ingestions of my years. I’m hoping a Brit is reading this and can explain exactly why it is the Yorkie bar is, and I quote, “not for girls”. I readily admit to finding this product funny, and it actually tastes quite good too, but why not for girls? For those that don’t trust in my always truthful word I offer this photographic proof:

It's Not For Girls!
Not For Handbags!

Cheers!