Mailed anonymously from East Texas on Dec 23rd. (on lovely stationary i might add)
Overheard dialog at Garden Estates - 12/23 all one conversation from table one:
“When she had her last baby, it broke her tailbone. She had to sit on a cushion since she worked as a lab technician. At least she got good pain pills.”
“Who wants sausage?”
“Its really strong coffee!”
“Whenever i see that, i think of my daddy. He made his own sausage.”
Seen at table seven:
a turban
Even i couldn’t make this stuff up. Thank you anonymous letter writer.
December 28, 2005
not so lost
I think i figured out something about the tv series lost. Curious what I’m thinking?
Fred the donut maker died today.
A sad day indeed. Who’s gonna make the donuts now?
December 26, 2005
I had a fantastic Holiday thank you for asking. Normally, i spend Christmas Eve with the boys down the street (formerly), but since i moveda few streets away and they had different plans this year, i had planned to spend the day with Stella on the couch watching bad movies. Instead, i received an invitation to The Island of Misfit Toys dinner at my friend Marty’s. I always enjoy spending time with Marty and his family because the food is always spectacular and the company devine. To improve upon things even further, he invited me to pick out a piece of his hand-thrown pottery as a gift. (the large vase in the below photo)
Following dinner, i retreated home to the couch and bad movies. On Christams day i watched “Harold and Kumar go to White Castle” and “Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy” both silly mindless films that make me laugh with glee. (i’m sure both would have been much more enjoyable had i been high) Following the movies, i headed out for a drink at Sidetrack.
Not much new happening here. i’m looking forward to the new year and the fresh slate always promised by our culture at the start of a new year.
i hope all of your holidays were filled with love, family (however you define it), and joy.
December 19, 2005
a request
A request has been made to remove the tattoed dick from the top of my blog so that a certain person can visit my site at work. this should cover that
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Have a wonderful monday.
Oh yeah, and if anyone would be interested in guest blogging for me for the next week or two, send me your posts, and as long as they are not hateful, i’ll post them.
Ta
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December 12, 2005
a conversation with Tom
The other day I received the below picture from Tom with the subject line of the e-mail reading “Your next tattoo”
The ensuing e-mail conversation went like this:
ME “yeah maybe not”
TOM “oh - right - you’re not a Scorpio”
ME “i’m a cancer, crabs tattooed in that area, not such a good idea”
TOM “my friend XXXX wanted to get one on her inner thigh that said “Hi There”
ME “i wanted to get laundry care instructions on my, hey wait a minute, i already did that. i still like the idea of “Employees must wash hands before returning to work” above my ass. I’m just not into fisting
TOM “good”
December 9, 2005
i’ve discovered that i need boots. at least boots tall enough to walk thru the snow without them filling up with it.
oh yeah, it snowed so much the jets at the airport slid off the runway into the street. sat there all night too from what i heard.
Chicago, the city that works
December 8, 2005
fooled my an infomercial
The Furminator doesn’t work.
I’m just saying…
I purchased this product after watching a demonstration on the Home Shopping Channel. It was amazing how they managed to get all that hair off those animals and given that I live with an animal that sheds her body weight at least once a week, I thought I’d give it a try.
$40.00 later I’m left with a tool that doesn’t work anything like what the demonstration showed.
See what happens when I have a television. What is it they say about fools and their money?