Houston, we are fine

With limited time in Houston, I knew I had to make every moment count. The sprawling Texas metropolis stretched out before me, and I needed a strategy to capture its essence in just a few hours.

I started my adventure aboard one of Houston’s iconic double-decker buses, climbing to the open-air upper level where the warm Texas breeze swept past as we rolled through downtown. From my elevated perch, I watched the city’s impressive skyline unfold—gleaming glass towers reflecting the afternoon sun, historic buildings nestled between modern skyscrapers, and the bustling streets below teeming with life. The narrated tour painted vivid pictures of Houston’s oil boom history, its diverse neighborhoods, and its transformation into America’s fourth-largest city.

After circling through the heart of downtown, I hopped off at the Downtown Aquarium, a surprising oasis in the urban landscape. Inside, I wandered through underwater tunnels surrounded by sharks gliding overhead, watched playful sea otters tumble through their habitat, and marveled at the vibrant tropical fish darting through coral reefs. The aquarium offered a refreshing pause from the city’s energy—a moment of tranquility before my final destination.

The real highlight awaited me south of the city: NASA’s Space Center Houston. As I drove down, anticipation built with every mile. Walking through the complex, I stood beneath actual spacecraft that had journeyed beyond Earth’s atmosphere, touched a moon rock that had traveled 240,000 miles, and toured the historic Mission Control room where “Houston, we have a problem” became part of our cultural lexicon. The experience was humbling and inspiring—a reminder of human ingenuity and our endless curiosity about the cosmos.

Though my time in Houston was brief, the city left a lasting impression: a place where Southern hospitality meets space-age innovation, where you can explore ocean depths and cosmic heights all in just a couple of days.

Don’t forget to wear your goggles

Your Smart Goggles, that is.

iForgetFor those who are tired of having those annoying senior moments, this is the new Japanese invention that will make you remember where you left those little pesky things such as your keys, purse, cell phone or what have you.

However, that is, if you don’t mind looking like Doc from Back to the Future! Hmm…

“Good God, Marty, I can’t find my Flux Capacitor! Hand me the goggles before Biff gets here!”

Though, I can see this falling into the hands of Apple Corporation one day, and turning it into a more fashionable statement… say, iForget? Anyone?

Well, all I can say for now is… Domo Arigato, Mr. Roboto!

Now, where’ my stinkin’ glasses, dagnabit?

Architectural flaw…

… or a conspiracy?

retirement home

This building happens to be a retirement home in Alabama, by the way! For whom? Those aging hooded folks, perhaps? Honestly, I can’t decide whether to laugh or to be creeped out.

The claim says the design pays homage to the German scientists who came to nearby Huntsville, Alabama after World War II and designed the rockets that put Americans on the moon. And that the shape certainly was NOT intentional.

Oh, you mean, like… ooops!!!

Peggy Sued

Well, not quite. But, almost.

News came out yesterday regarding Buddy Holly‘s widow. Apparently, she is threatening to sue the woman, whose name was made famous by her late husband’s classic tune, “Peggy Sue,” from selling a book about her friendship with him.

This is so rock and roll! Buddy would be proud!

Hey, it even deserves a little tribute from one of the greatest bands of the 90’s, I think.

On a hot wing and a prayer

This is just ridiculous, I think! I’ve seen TV shows on restaurants serving the hottest chicken wings around. I mean, I love a good Buffalo wing dinner, don’t get me wrong. I even love it spicy. But seeing these guys chomp the meat to the bone as their faces turn bloody red is just unfathomable. Why? I’ve heard of finding pleasure in pain. But, writhing in torment while supposedly enjoying your dinner just doesn’t seem to rhyme in my book. Is it the flavor, or the sensation? Unless you’re numb, I guess. But then, there goes the flavor, as well. I can only imagine losing focus on the flavor when you’re profusely sweltering and engulfed in flaming agony. And, if that’s what you call sensation, then I rest my case.

hot stuffNews came out this morning about a restaurant in Chicago serving chicken wings so hot, patrons must sign waivers before they can be served. Your order even comes with an alarm bell. Like in a hospital room!

Do you agree not to sue us as we shove hot coals down your throat, and as you get hospitalized for it? Sign here, please.

Once again, a testimony to the fact that we can’t always have our answers when we want them.

Sigh!

But I can always make my own wings, right? Yum!

How about now? 🙂

A whale in Tennessee?

More dumb laws to make me laugh? Sweet!!! Just what I needed! 🙂

An excerpt from CNN; 12/27/07

In California, no vehicle without a driver may exceed 60 miles per hour.

In Florida, if an elephant, goat or alligator is left tied to a parking meter, the parking fee has to be paid just as it would for a vehicle.

In Montana, it is illegal to have a sheep in the cab of your truck without a chaperone.

In Oregon, a door on a car may not be left open longer than necessary.

In Tennessee, it is illegal to shoot any game other than whales from a moving automobile. (Good luck finding a whale in Tennessee!)

Want more? Knock yourself out!