I know.
I need to post something.
I hinted at a great one, a month ago (two?) and it's still in my head. It's probably not that good, any more.
...had a nice summer, went on vacation, new school year started....
I'll come up with something, at some point. If you're reading, don't take it personally.
OK Fine, I'll Blog.
I have witty and insightful observations about life. I'll post them here, when I get to it.
Friday, September 10, 2010
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Camera Phone
I need a cell phone with a camera built-in.
I know! You've heard of that, oh, one person that doesn't have one.
That's me.
I know! You've heard of that, oh, one person that doesn't have one.
That's me.
Sunday, August 8, 2010
People Watching
I've been a people-watcher, pretty much my entire life. I got it from my Mom, and I'm not sure when she started but she's a natural. She used to take me to Friendly's, a lot. You could easily see over the booths, back then. They hadn't invented the privacy screens that they stick up in between booths, yet. They might have even invented those things, on account of my mother. Anyway, we'd sit there while I had my Fishamajig and chocolate Junior Fribble, she'd have something with black coffee, and notice people. It was very educational.
My mom could analyze a whole restaurant and be able to tell me not just "who's on a diet," or "who's cheating on their diet" but who was cheating on their wife/husband, who was about to have a nervous breakdown, and speculate why someone who was obviously loaded would be dining at such an establishment. It was generally assumed that it was because they were trying not to be seen.
Mom could have been a spy, had she not been the loudest whisperer in the known universe. I'll get to that, another time.
Mom would usually complain that the black coffee wasn't hot enough. I wondered if it was really not hot enough (I swear the woman scalded her tonsils on a daily basis) or if she wanted to see how the waitress would react. My mom was obviously not the woman who sued McDonald's over the coffee being hot, but I digress....
Having inherited this skill and been groomed by such a talented people-watcher - I look forward to posting some fun reports here. I've got a pretty good one, coming soon.
My mom could analyze a whole restaurant and be able to tell me not just "who's on a diet," or "who's cheating on their diet" but who was cheating on their wife/husband, who was about to have a nervous breakdown, and speculate why someone who was obviously loaded would be dining at such an establishment. It was generally assumed that it was because they were trying not to be seen.
Mom could have been a spy, had she not been the loudest whisperer in the known universe. I'll get to that, another time.
Mom would usually complain that the black coffee wasn't hot enough. I wondered if it was really not hot enough (I swear the woman scalded her tonsils on a daily basis) or if she wanted to see how the waitress would react. My mom was obviously not the woman who sued McDonald's over the coffee being hot, but I digress....
Having inherited this skill and been groomed by such a talented people-watcher - I look forward to posting some fun reports here. I've got a pretty good one, coming soon.
Friday, August 6, 2010
Here's the thing.
Anything I might say here, will possibly/probably be offensive to someone. And while I realize this blog currently has zero followers, I know there are people who are checking in, waiting for something zesty.
So: once I can balance that out, and am diplomatically prepared to take that plunge, it will be here.
In the meantime, enjoy some kick-ass ads!
So: once I can balance that out, and am diplomatically prepared to take that plunge, it will be here.
In the meantime, enjoy some kick-ass ads!
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Seriously. I'll do this.
Once I come up with something "good" (to be defined by ME), I'll blog it here.
Stay tuned.
Stay tuned.
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