Thursday :: 20 November 2008 :: 12:43 PM
35 days to Christmas!
Drive By Napolean Dynamite's Home
When Lem and I were driving back from Weekend on the Edge (August 2006), we thought we'd stop by Napolean Dynamite's home and take a pic!
You will notice that my truck, the Ford, is pulling Lem's truck, the Dodge. Actually, Lem's is the race truck; he's now got twin turbos and a racing cam along with intake, SS exhaust, chip and water-ethanol! -- fast!
Here is a frontal pic of the house. Just like in the movie!
Random Humor: Grizzly Hunting And The Pope
On a tour of Oregon, the Pope took a couple of days off to visit the mountains for some sight seeing. He was cruising along the campground in the Pope-mobile when there was a frantic commotion just at the edge of the woods. A helpless man, wearing sandals, Hawaiian shorts, a "save the whales" T-shirt and a tree hugger hat was struggling frantically, thrashing around trying to free himself from the jaws of a ten foot grizzly.
As the Pope watched horrified, a group of loggers came racing up. One quickly fired a 44 magnum into the bear's chest. The other two reached up and pulled the bleeding semi-conscious man from the bear. Then using long clubs, the three loggers beat the bear to death and hauled it to their truck.
Immediately the Pope shouted and summoned them to come over. "I give you my blessing for your brave actions!" he told them. "I heard there was a bitter hatred between loggers and environmental activists, but now I have seen with my own eyes that this is not true."
As the Pope drove off, one of the loggers asked his buddies "Who was that?"
"It was the Pope," another replied, "He's in direct contact with God and has access to all of Gods wisdom."
"Well," the logger said, "he may have access to all of Gods wisdom, but he sure doesn't know anything about bear hunting. By the way, is the bait holding up okay, or do we need to go back to Portland and grab another one?"