And again, I present to you yet another “it’s funny because it’s SO TRUE” post. I cannot tell you how much I heart this woman.
As I am currently sitting in ORD, waiting on a flight to Hartford, I can attest that I have witnessed many and various arbitrary rules already this morning. Like making sure that all customers in the REGULAR coach line have out their ID, but those in the First Class line don’t need it. What, you don’t think terrorists can upgrade their ticket? Jesus Christ, people!!! Random!!
This post from Lindapendant had me rolling, people. Seriously. How many times have I thought to myself “Self, that person is CRAZY to be talking to themselves like that!” only to find out they’re on their cell via bluetooth headset.
Today’s Installment:
“Weapons Grade Ignorance”
This verbal gem provided by Mike. (Thanks Mike!) Ranks up there with prostitot and lacrossestitutes.
So, like my pal Charissa, I decided Tuesday needed a little pepping up. But, lists are a bit much for me to manage on a weekly basis…so I decided to go a different route. I found They Call Me Naughty Lola and fell in love. So, without further ado, I present to you this week’s installment:
Sinister-looking man with a face that only a mother would love: think of an ageing Portillo with a beard and you have my better-looking twin. Sweetie at heart, though. Nice conversation, great for dimly-lit romantic meals. Better in those Welsh villages where the electricity supply can’t be guaranteed. Charitable women to 50 appreciated. Box no. 0364.
…for JJT:
This dining set brought to you by the Coalition for Tables with Adequate Seating.
A Thousand Paper Cranes. Another great idea from my friend Bianca.
Check it out.
This is my niece, Rowen, after a few too many (I would say this bucket is the baby version of a lampshade):
Irony equals a Chevy Venture van with the bumper sticker “Bad Ass Boys Drive Bad Ass Toys”.
That is all.
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