Wrote two search warrants concerning a dead body dumped in my county.
Designed and created my first campaign yard sign. Go me!
Cut a dead cow in half cause I didn’t have much else to do.
Funny thing is I read every post to make sure nobody else did that.
Correctly deduced the reason one of the four recessed speakers in our basement ceiling wasn’t working: one of the mice that had taken up residence last winter in said ceiling chewed through the wire of said speaker. Took down said speaker from said ceiling, spliced said wire, and replaced said speaker. We’re rockin’ in full quadraphonic sound again. Stupid mouse.
In league bowling this week, Mrs. Urquhart and I got our collective butts kicked by a pair of septuagenarians. Stupid septuagenarians.
All in all, though, a good week.
Taught my children how to accost yellow jacket nests, without getting stung.
Also taught them how to cut up pieces of worm into manageable lengths for bait with the edge of a clamshell, instead of using my good butcher knife.
I attended a statewide professional committee, watched The Bicentennial Man, and wrote a syllabus for a course on religion where the students will watch Grizzly Man as their case study. And I ate some avocados, which no one has yet mentioned.
I nailed a fifty foot shot in Frisbee Golf today.
I reached the finals in my first ever dance (lindy hop) competition!
Cool!
I had my copy of The Field Guide to the Birds of Ecuador cut apart and rebound so the plates are now one volume and the text another. Nice book but it is too heavy to carry the whole thing around in the field.
Made my first attempt at growing sourdough starters- a white called StayPuff and a Rye called Mr T. And tomorrow I get to bake my first French Boule loaf for breakfast using only the starter as yeast. Quite excited. Of course if it doesn’t work we’re going out for breakfast! 
Quenya?
And I made a batch of Snert, or Dutch yellow pea soup. Also repurposed a broken carving knife as a palm dagger, complete with sheath, thanks to the magic of owning a really bitchin’ Dremel tool.
I mowed my lawn. And before anyone says they mowed their lawn too, I can guarantee they didn’t mow my lawn, so technically , this qualifies.
any reference to mowing my lawn ie sleeping with my wife will be met with a very stern look!
I modeled for a photography project
I drank a two-liter bottle of diet pepsi without stopping to go to the bathroom
I gave my sister a band-aid that looks like a strip of bacon.
Taught myself the Kyrgyz language.
Invented calculus.
Kryptonian. Yes, I’m a dork. 
Most weeks of my life are so trivial it’s not funny, but this week just wasn’t. Unless you are the type of person to whom taking a 2 year old on an 8-hour flight is trivial. :eek:
Hmm…trying to think…well, I found a place to buy blood pudding in the US today (and I don’t think it’s Dung Beetle’s).
I must know where you got that. The band-air that looks like bacon, not the sister.
Thanks.
…how would we know?
I bungeed the front end of my car together so that I could drive home without my bumper dragging on the ground not 6 hours ago.
That trivial thing was a result of a not-so-trivial car accident I was in (no one was injured). I bet no other dopers ran into a Toyota in the last week. I win! Sorta . . .
Mayo