We attended the ASD trade show in Las Vegas “just for shits and giggles”… but this isn’t quite what we had in mind… This booth was selling “liquid ass”, stinky stinky stuff in a little bottle.
Seems like just a few years ago that we started this little mom and pop Internet store, but we got to bickering about it, and as usual, Teresa is right.
Today we salute Phil Cammarata. His thing was to assemble some old photographs, and then write a story that the photographs would sort of illustrate, in a humorous way. Or maybe he did it the other way around.
I have taken one of these little cellphone styluses that plugs into the headphone jack, it’s great for someone like me, who never uses that jack at the top of phone (I’m down with the bluetooth now). It’s great for Draw Something, Words with Fiends, or any situation where the screen needs to be touched. It works quite well as far as responsiveness. I would like it better if it was just a little longer, but if Ifs and Buts were candy and nuts, we would ALL have a Merry Christmas.
Since it’s partly my business and some of the inventory is stored in what would otherwise be my manly den, or “Man Cave”, that gives me a five-finger discount. But you can get one pretty darn cheap, just click here to check out our new tablet/cell mini-stylus – Works with Iphones, Ipads, you could poke out an eye with it, also Android phones, tablets, just about anything with a touch screen these days. Quantity discounts for more than one and for larger quantities. Huge assortment of colors. Check it out!
We finally got some more of our “Explained” Round Tuits. The ones that just said TUIT on the back were befuddling to some. “What is a tuit?” they would ask themselves. Then vow to google it when they get around to it. HELLO.
It does not appear to have been used, however I will wash it repeatedly with chemicals left over from the set of “Breaking Bad” just the same.
The problem with mugs, my wife, instead of reducing her own stuff, she will periodically go through the mugs, and donate most of the ones that she doesn’t personally use. My son’s black “Skull and Crossbone” mug is also at risk.
This makes me wonder, how many times has this “Old Fart” mug cycled through the thrift-store ecosystem? Maybe I should just throw it on the patio cement and put it out of it’s misery.
My name is John- I know a thing or two about Dear John letters. One time my wife wrote me a John Deere letter, and ran off with a tractor salesman. This guy made a serious tactical error, sending a postcard from boot camp to his girl back home, that says “From me to you […]
Says here that newer cars have “dashboard infotainment systems that let drivers use voice commands do things like turning on windshield wipers, posting Facebook messages or ordering pizza.”
I was doing this “Power Pose” exercise, but my wife told me to knock it off and take the trash down to the curb.
Crunchy Nut Man– Kellogg’s has just created a new purported superhero. I’m a little skeptical. What exactly are his superpowers? Does it have something to do with that spoon on his forehead? What is his kryptonite? Who is his nemesis, maybe Ham and Eggs Man? Toast Girl?
I could scan it with my cellphone, but I suspect that I will be as disappointed as Ralphie with his secret decoder ring.
The cereal is delicious, and doesn’t hurt the roof of my mouth like the product endorsed by the other crunch-based cereal mascot, who shall remain nameless… because he does not exist in the Kellogg’s superhero universe.