Can You Guess This TV Theme? #37

First and foremost, I would like to say 'Happy Anniversary' to my beautiful wife.... We've been happily married for five years now, and she hasn't killed me yet. That's got to count for something! Thank you for loving me, being a fantastic mother, and putting up with my horrible sense of humor.

It's finally Friday, and you know what that means! It's time for another exciting edition of 'Can You Guess This TV Theme?'!

According To NASA

Today is the 40th Anniversary of the launching of Apollo 11, and Monday, July 20th, is the 40th Anniversary of Neil Armstrong and Eugene "Buzz" Aldrin being the first humans to walk on the moon.

Well, NASA reported today, that after an exhaustive three-year search for some tapes that contained the original footage of the Apollo 11 moonwalk, they have concluded that the tapes were probably destroyed during a period when NASA was erasing old magnetic tapes and reusing them to record satellite data.

It's kind of like an horrible episode of "According to Jim". Or what they call in the entertainment world, an episode of "According To Jim".... Think about it.... If NASA was a bumbling husband who was simple and didn't know a mop from a spoon, the moonwalk tapes were the wedding videos, and the satellite data was the Super Bowl. Boom.... Horrible sitcom....

Levitating Water

It was my anniversary last night, so all I'm posting today is this short video showing what seems to be droplets of water moving up and down in mid air, however, it's just an effect using strobe lights and streams of water. It's like magic!

Happy Anniversary

Happy Anniversary to my beautiful wife..... I would be nothing without you! I love you!

Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,

Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

Shakespeare Sonnet 116