Exposé: Footpads in our midst

I purchased a useful accessory for my new favorite piece of camping equipment, my Disc-O-Bed Cam-O-Bunk XL bunk bed cots.

Read more about how the Cam-O-Bunk makes camping comfortable again for a camper with arthritis.

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In spite of my familiarity with the product and my thorough knowledge of their intended use, the pedant in me read the label on the box and shouted:

“Oh no! We’ve got footpads in our midst!”

Define footpad 1

Merriam Webster clarifies my little joke, though also proves that clever Disc-O-Bed carefully spelled their product’s name “foot pad” instead of “footpad.”

I’d say the second definition would allow for the former in all correctness.

Define footpad 2

While I’m unlikely to have the opportunity to take my Cam-O-Bunk XL as far afield as outer space, the purpose of its foot pads is precisely that of NASA’s footpads. Neither of which poses too much risk to passing pedestrians.

Exposé: Gai King wants ewe

Did anyone else watch Force Five in the early 1980’s?

My husband and his best friends did, and now they are binge re-watching them together once a month or so.

DH’s newest fascination is collectible toys from the franchise. He’s not the sort to keep a toy pristine in a box, however. Naturally, he’s been playing with them.

This morning, he ended up in the kitchen, posing Gai King in front of an interesting backdrop (a backlit Rubbermaid Cereal Keeper.) DH conscripted a molded beeswax candle of mine—one shaped like a resting lamb—into his vignette. He snapped a few more photos.

My son, observing from the breakfast table, intoned in his best Uncle Sam impression:

“I want ewe

to eat this sheep!

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And that’s how we got here today.