October 7, 2010

What's so great about riding in a convertible?

Not that I have much experience riding in convertibles, maybe an accumulative total of one mile, but I just don't see what the big deal is. First you have to deal with the elements. Hot sun in your face, rain, wind messing up the hair, insects flying by. Yeah, woohoo, what a riot. Then there is the social aspect. People look at you sitting there in the convertible and expect you to be of the convertible society, happy go lucky, carefree, "let's party" hands up in the air type of people. I just don't fit. "Nothing to see here folks but 'ol fuddy duddy, move on." And then there is the safety issue. Imagine you are at a stop light in a convertible, a car pulls up next to you. Suddenly you are vulnerable to their whims. Do they throw a can of alcoholic beverage at you or just a wad of gum? Do they say something unpleasant? And what about being in a roll-over crash? No thanks. Just let me ride in a regular car--with a little tint in the windows.

September 25, 2010

Donor

The problem of putting "yes" as a donor on one's driver's license is that it doesn't convey to what extent the donation will be--no mention about letting the donor decide what they are willing to donate. There isn't a form to fill out indicating specifics. It is either yes you are a donor or no you are not. What's keeping the doctors from "harvesting" whatever they want?







September 18, 2010

Did you see this?

This video clip should be seen by everyone. Watch Obama pause and flutter his eyes while he leaves "Creator" out of the Declaration of Independence.

September 11, 2010

My very own Andreas Fault

Well it's happened again-- La marka de verguenza--a massive nap mark crevice running down from the corner of my eye to my mouth telling the world that I took a nap. Yes, let's shout it from the roof tops. I tried massaging it out but that didn't seem to help much. I had to go grocery shopping so I walked around the store with my head at a slight angle away from oncoming people, like that would do any good. They must have thought I had some sort of nervous tic problem. I find it interesting that I don't seem to get these nap marks when I wake up in the morning, yet I sure get them when I take a nap during the day. Why is that? Maybe since it's a little warmer during the day the skin tissue is a little more pliable and hence more apt to get a glorious indentation. Of course it'd help to not bury my face in the pillow--just sleep on my back, but then I don't get the full satisfaction of a heavy duty, topnotch nap. What a dilemma. Maybe there's some type of face guard out there--a sock one pulls over one's face, a head sock if you will, to protect it from getting these embarrassing marks--maybe they even come with tassels.

July 17, 2010

The banks must be irked

Remember how easy it was to open a roll of quarters wrapped in paper? Just bang it against a hard edge and the quarters would spill out somewhat like Pillsbury Pop 'n Fresh. Now the banks are using plastic to package their rolls of quarters and unless you have some type of tool to help open the roll, you're in for a moment of aggravation. Now why would the banks decide to do this to their loyal customers? My theory is they are frustrated by all the rules and regulations heaped on them from the government and this is one of their subtle ways to get even, since they can't retaliate against big brother directly, at least they can have the satisfaction that their plastic rolls are bugging the rest of us.

July 10, 2010

Dishless Society

Aren't you sick and tired of washing dishes? I sure am and that's why I'd like to propose the concept of a dishless society. Granted we'd still need pots and pans to cook and bake with, but once it gets to the table, why bother with dishes? Just put the food directly onto the table and once you're done eating, simply wipe the table clean. Think how much time this would save. Soups would just have to be eaten very fast before running over the edge, perhaps with a straw.

May 29, 2010

Mega Nap

After the rigors of a demanding workweek, I thought I'd recharge my batteries by taking a little nap in the early evening, then I could enjoy the rest of my Friday with gusto. I completely zonked out being oblivious to anything. About five hours later I woke up taking a moment to figure out what I was doing and rather disappointed that I had to get up and get ready for bed.