So I got a free energy audit done at my place in Helena. Pretty cool shit. They found some things that’ll help me with saving a few bucks here and there on my heating bill this summer. I mean, winter. It’s 58 degrees outside and it’s AUGUST. Mind you it is 8am, but still, it’s chilly for summertime. Anyways..

The back door needs weather stripping. (Insert funny jokes about stripping glory holes here.)

The radiant floor board pipes in the crawl space could use some insulation wraps. (Insert condoms wrapping pipes in spaces you could crawl in here.)

The gas furnace needs a few screws to properly vent the fumes out of the exhaust pipe. (Too easy.)

Along with giving me free CFL bulbs to replace the few remaining incandescent bulbs I still had in the house, they gave me the weather stripping, along with a free shower head that only releases 2 gallons per minute. (Insert getting free head in the shower jokes here.) The whole experience was painless (insert joke here) and free (another joke goes here). Pretty bad ass if you ask me.

Got this as a chain e-mail as well. This isn’t anyone in the band. At least not that I know of.

I got this as a chain mail from my friend Rick Alton.  If it’s true or not, who knows.  It’s funny though.

Manure:

In the 16th and 17th centuries, everything had to be
transported by ship and it was also before commercial
fertilizer’s invention, so large shipments of manure were common.

It was shipped dry, because in dry form it weighed a lot less than
when wet, but once water (at sea) hit it, it not only became heavier,
but the process of fermentation began again, of which a by product is
methane gas. As the stuff was stored below decks in bundles you can
see what could (and did) happen.

Methane began to build up below decks and the first time someone came
below at night with a lantern, BOOOOM!

Several ships were destroyed in this manner before it was determined
just what was happening.

After that, the bundles of manure were always stamped with the term
‘Ship High In Transit’ on them, which meant for the sailors to stow it
high enough off the lower decks so that any water that came into the
hold would not touch this volatile cargo and start the production of
methane.

Thus evolved the term ‘ S.H.I.T ‘ , (Ship High In Transit) which has
come down through the centuries and is in use to this very day.

You probably did not know the true history of this word.

Neither did I.

I had always thought it was a golf term.

I was never a Battlestar Galactica fan until I met AJ. He told me that he was hooked on the show. Those who know him are aware that he is a well spoken, calm individual, that is until he gets to talking about this BSG show. When Battlestar Galactica comes up in conversation, all hell breaks loose in AJ’s mind. He stutters, cusses, and generally just throws his hands up in the air in disgust (about the show, or maybe his cussing tirades could be about me, I don’t know). It used to be entertaining to watch AJ work himself into a nervous sweat just to see him stomp off in a frustrated pool of hate for that show.

He’d describe aspects of the show to me, like how there’s lots of drugs, booze and sex. That sounded interesting. He also talked about how there’s betrayal, greed, lust, etc, and that there’s no holds barred when it comes to the drama that takes place. The biggest thing he warned me about was, everyone dies. Everyone. Don’t get hooked to anyone, because everyone dies. It’s a very dark, very apocalyptic show.

I borrowed AJs season 1 DVDs and started from the beginning. Within about twenty minutes, I found myself hooked. No joke. After a each episode would be over, I found myself throwing my hands in the air out of disgust, I’d stutter a lot (ie-”what the…what the…what the…”) and of course, I was cussing incessantly (ie-”frak this frakkin’ crap”). I became a junkie day dreaming of my next hit. GET ME HIGH! Yes, BSG gets me high. Damnit.

Well, I watched a little something something on the SciFi network website that got me all hot and bothered. It’s called CAPRICA, and it’s sort of a prequel to the whole BSG series. It seems to focus on Joe Adams, aka-Joseph Adama, father of Bill Adama (the captain of Galactica who gets shot at the end of season 1) as well as grandfather to Lee Adama (who ejects into space when his blackbird stealth fighter gets smoked in season 2). You get to know the two Adama characters decently well, and they talk about Joseph Adama every so often. Thus, it’ll be cool to see how the Adama legacy starts with Joseph.

If it’s in true BSG form, I won’t get attached to ANYONE. They’ll all end up dying in dog fights with Cylons. Bastard toasters.  (I just threw my hands in the air in disgust as I’m typing this.  Damn that show.)

Well, I pulled off the ol’ surprise! The wife had no clue where we were going, what we were doing, etc. I kept telling her, “don’t worry. We’re camping somewhere.” It took her an hour to finally call me on the bullshit that we hadn’t brought any camping stuff (tent, sleeping bags, etc) in the car with us. After that bluff was called out, she started fidgety asking over and over, “are we there yet?” As we approached Virginia City, she asked if that was our destination. She then sort of got excited and asked, “are we going to the Follies?!” Yup. Nailed it. We had a blast from there.

The Brewery Follies take place in the Gilbert Brewery. It was the first brewery established in Montana back in 1863 when Montana was still a territory. I tried a Gilbert Beer and loved it. Max Pigman of the Lewis & Clark Brewery did some research on what kind of ingredients the Gilbert Brewery would’ve used back in the day to make beer. Upon completion of his research, he brewed up this Gilbert Beer for them (since that brewery hasn’t brewed beer for almost 100 years). Quite tasty.

Does anyone else find it funny and interesting, or possibly ironic that my link to The Gilbert Brewery is from MONTANAKIDS.COM ?