Showing posts with label dadstuff. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dadstuff. Show all posts

Sunday, September 9, 2018

Patience St. Pim in the Adventure Time Finale Intro


My youngest son noticed this and I don't think anyone else online has mentioned it yet. Take a look at the opening shot from the finale intro. On the right, there's a multi-faceted icy sphere.

Adjust the levels a little bit and it becomes very familiar:


Clearly this is the self-containing time capsule of Patience St. Pim, last seen in the episode Skyhooks 2, suggesting she'll return in a thousand years (which adds up to the setting of the finale intro)!




Tuesday, September 4, 2018

Adventure Time Finale Celebration


The kids and I watched Adventure Time from the first trailer until the end last night. We marked the finale all weekend, to the point where I'm out sick with a backache and sleep loss! :) That's how you do it man.

Saturday we got the ingredients for a Time Sandwich (a.k.a. Jake Sandwich or the Greatest Sandwich Ever Made). All weekend we re-watched key episodes and went outside to craft homemade spears, bows, and arrows to use against some (quick-and-dirty) pink foam cutouts of the Lich and other villains.

An oozing mutant took the first hit directly in his mouth!

A Gnome Fairy got what was coming to him for blowing up old ladies.

The Lich, post-battle but before a spear broke him in two.

AMO before he was busted up.

We learned that you really really need to use a decent amount of bacon if you want to taste it in a pancake. I went cheap with crumbles. Live and learn. Basically they tasted like pancakes. But we had a blast making my mistake. Next time I'm going big.

I took some bacon and I put it in a pancake.

Gluten-free Finn cakes my daughter helped me make.


Jake's Ultimate Sandwich. Not bad at all. 

Wednesday, November 13, 2013

Join the BBPPC!!!

Potty training is not for the impatient. A little motivation can help.


Download a printable sheet of clip-and-issue BBPPC cards.

If I have to explain the inestimable value of being a card-carrying potty trained human being, then you are certainly not as desperate for it as I was. Suffice it to say that by showing my card to Thing 1 (with MULTIPLE gold stars, and signed by none other than I.P. Frehley himself), he upped his game toot-sweet, which made the very competitive Thing 2 follow suit in short time. It's been a few years since my boys earned theirs but they still carry them proudly in their wallets.* As does Daddy, and that ain't gonna change for a long long time, if ever.

Now...what to do for Thing 3, the daughter...?

* If you have a child old enough to grab a toy or ask for one when you are in a store -- then you have a child old enough to own (and carry) a wallet. You will thank me if you give them one, I promise you.