Seen on a truck today:
HORN DOESN’T WORK. WATCH FOR FINGER!
Revenge
“Cash, check or charge?” I asked, after folding the items the woman wished to purchase. As she fumbled for her wallet, I noticed a remote control for a television set in her purse. “So, do you always carry your TV remote?” I asked. “No,” she replied, “but my husband refused to come shopping with me, so I figured this was the most legal, evil think I could do to him.”
(WICKED GRIN)
No comment
Doesn’t it just drive you wild when someone you read has a post you want to comment on, but they are set to NO COMMENTS!!!???
I was just reading at the Parkway Rest Stop. Jim has written an entry about harmony, and how wonderful close vocal harmony can be. There’s a phenomenon that I’ve only heard a few times. When a group is performing, if they have given exceptional attention to playing “in tune,” you can sense a descant soprano voice resonating over the top of the music. With vocal groups, you get a full sound, as though one more line has been added to the top of the score.
I love to sing harmony. I have an alto voice, and try as they might my professors were never able to stretch my range to that of second soprano. My throat just doesn’t like those notes at the top of the staff. I recall one professor who actually had me lie on the floor to sing during my lesson. I thought it was odd, but complied. It was embarrassing when his colleagues walked in. Lying on the floor was supposed to relax my diaphragm. Ya couldn’t prove it by me once the room got crowded.
At any rate…..good close harmony is a joy to sing. You don’t have confine yourself to barbershop music. Go vist Jim to see a list of well know groups who sing great harmony!
Skivvies
I thought I knew what was out there in terms of men’s skivvies, but I learned a little more this weekend. “Q” in the Chicago Tribune this Sunday began it’s section on style with a discussion of Captain Underpants (Tuesday’s release: Captain Underpants and the Big, Bad Battle of the Bionic Booger Boy, Part 1: The Night of the Nasty Nostril Nuggets), and moved right on to what men are chosing to wear these days.
Advertising CDs
The “Q” section of the Sunday Chicago Tribune frequently provides me with blog fodder. It’s likely to be the quirky things in life, but those are the things that catch my attention these days. (shrugs)
One of the cover stories was about what to do with CDs that you receive as part of an ad campaign, or a purchase. Did you know that one of the disposable diaper companies provided a CD with lullabies as part of a promotion? Probably the greatest source of unwanted CDs is the blanket mailing sent out by AOL. Everyone has received at least one of these. I think our household has had about 20 of them
If you are tired of receiving those mailers, you can call 800-466-5463 and ask to be removed from the AOL disc list. Or, if you’d like a chance to tweak AOL’s tail, you can go to www.nomoreaolcds.com The site’s organizers are trying to collect a million AOL CDs to truck them back to company headquarters.
btw…..if you are going to dispose of CDs, put them in the garbage. CDs, DVDs and CDroms can’t be recycled through the usual city programs. If you really want to recyle them, go to www.greendisk.com Green Disk recycles CDs for large companies, but they will accept them in smaller amounts. Download a shipping form, and send your CDs off to them.
Hmmmm….it seems I have a couple of really bad Christmas CDs I could donate….
FUBAR alert
I’m not even sure where to start with this. By rights it ought to be a rant, but there’s a lot of general stuff, too, so I guess it’s just a semi-rant.
I wanted to blog on Saturday, but my computer service was so iffy that I went to bed in disgust. I could get into AOL, but AOL wouldn’t let me connect to any of your blogs or visit any websites. I’m really spoiled now. I’m used to getting on line without any problem, so when I hit a night like this it’s incredibly frustrating.
Homeowner’s Associations
Lord, spare me from Homeowner’s Associations! It seems that they are all powerful and that you are guilty until proven innocent.
Did you know that your Homeowners Association can fine you for each stork that a relative plants on your lawn to celebrate the birth of your child. Or that you can be fined for planting TOO MANY rosebushes?
You can be fined for hanging out your laundry, or hanging a cute little swing by your doorway. You can also be fined if you paint your house the wrong color! AND you can be fined for a fence that is the wrong height, or for having foster children, or for disturbing the new fallen snow!
Blog Pastiche
I’m frequently astounded at the variety of what I read as I browse through the blogs. It occured to me that there should be a way to draw bits and pieces of them together into a short story.
Where does your mind go with this: rotten oranges (from a comment by T-bone), voyeurism and comic books (from Billy), a string trimmer (from WichiDude), and PMSing (from Jamie).
Welcome to the first Blog Pastiche: a short story free-for-all for bloggers. Take those four items and devise a few paragraphs incorporating them. You get extra credit if you can include ANYTHING from Silflay Hraka except beer.
Post your entry on your own blog, but leave a comment and a link here so others can find your work.
Rants
I’m just too placid. I have spent my last decade searching for a calmer life, one that doesn’t require me to be shouting “JERK!!!” every ten minutes, and I seem to have found it. Of course, it requires spending a HUGE amount of time at home alone, but it can be done.
Actually, a little ranting, or even a little excitement in your life is a good thing. Occasionally I miss the camaraderie of fellow workers, or the bustle of traffic and then I remember the back stabbing, the road rage, and everything that goes with too many people trying to be in one spot at the same time, and I say a little prayer of thanks.
To brighten my life a little, I’ve been living vicariously, and you can, too. Go visit Stupid Angry Canajan and Altered Perceptions.
If you are rantless, or placid, let them bring you up to speed.
Vacationing in the Buff
Much to Red Eagle’s disgust, I use AOL to access the Internet. One day I’ll grow up and get a real provider, but until then I’ll be treated to such news flashes as the one that inspires today’s post.
My day started out with AOL announcing that there is a HUGE surge in vacationing in the buff. It seems that in the past ten years annual revenue based on nudism has increased from $120 to $400 MILLION dollars a year.
I visited this site at CNN to learn that people are now offering nude motorcycle rallys (Bogie, WHERE was WS??), nude hiking and camping (Gawd, think of the mosquito bites and poison ivy), and cruises. You can send your children to nude camps, or go to one of 260 clothing optional resorts in North America. The number of resorts have doubled in ten years.