Head Coffin

So back in the 80’s there was this movie called projectX. It was about these monkeys that where being trained to fly planes after being exposed to high levels of movie “radiation”. It was the militarys goal to see how long a pilot could continue to operate a plane after exposure and see if they could finish their mission. This movie had a profound effect on quite a few people and sparked a whole generation of animal rights and the evils of animal testing. It also made my brother cry for exactly the second time in front of his friends. (the first time being ET)
While most feel that testing on animals is bad, they over look a very important aspect in animal health that is lost with the banning of animal testing.
I’m talking of course of when I wash my dog. None of the shampoos and soaps and conditioners have been tested on animals so I have no idea if it will burn my dogs eyes or give him cancer. I’ve tried googling for known animal tested products, but no one will fess up to it.
So now, thanks largely to big cry babys, every time I bathe my dog I could potentialy be blinding him burning him or giving him cancer, thanks a lot.

Finally, I have proof that my boy isn’t seceretly a changling bot slipped in our home during the dark of night by automoton demons hoping to steal our flesh child and have their own metalic abomination raised in our boys’ stead, unsuspecting to us. Well not totaly unsuspecting. I’ve had my doubts to the legitimacy of my son’s claim on the human race for some time. From the way he sleeps with his eyes open, to the sound of fans whirring up to speed when he’s been crawling around for a while, I’ve had my suspicions as to my “son’s” origins.

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So the day before thanksgiving Vinny finaly got tired of making grunty sounds and us not interpreting it correctly, and decided to start crawling. This is a huge relief to us, as parents, because nothing makes a serial killer faster then a baby that skips crawling. Course this could be a fabricated fact I tell snooty parents whose child of the same age as Vinny have been walking for a month. Still I’m not about to leave my pets alone with that killer in the making. So with Vinny crawling he’s that much more likely to escape the undead. All he needs now is a friend that crawls slower than him.

Every once in a while in the vast cyber darkness of the internet, an individual finds themselves using a terrible hosting company, and for some reason continue to do so even though alternatives exist that could alleviate the problem. I realised I wasn’t being a good example to my son by using such a substandard hosting company. The only way to win back that look of respect that I’ve grown accustomed to seeing in his eyes is by having a host that actually understands the concept of a SQL server, and the idea that people like to get stuff from said SQL server from time to time, and they like to do it in a timely manner.

So what does all this mean? Head Coffin got a new home with BlueHost in hopes that if one needed to view the site for important anti-creature advise on how to raise one’s offspring in a society where Zombies are such an accepted occurance people make greeting cards with them…… why they could.

So this last weekend we went to a birthday party to Chuck E Cheese. Let me tell you that place is the physical manifestation of pure chaos. Continue reading