Perhaps too well
It must be difficult…
Can we vote on the definition?
Today’s million dollar idea:
a machine that induces fake labor so that women who use a surrogate can know the sensation/pain of childbirth. It must be called “the contraction contraption”
I’m having one of those moments where my true nature reveals itself to myself, aren’t I?
Sub-par humor
So, first we lost the Titanic there. Then, the Titan went missing.
If past results are any indication, we’ll drop two more letters and the next vessel to disappear will be the Tit?
It’s a supluralative
The plural of “you do you” is obviously “y’all do y’all.”
I do not believe further discussion is warranted on the subject.
Except perhaps to add that the plural of “y’all do y’all” is “all y’all do all y’all.”
Can you figure out why I’m disappointed before I tell you?
As I was going to lunch, I stopped by my car in the parking garage. This involves going from floor 2 to floor 5.
As I get in the elevator, there is another gentleman there, with a giant trash can on wheels. Floor six (the top floor) is already lit up, and as I go to push the button for 5, I notice that the trash can is filled with fire extinguishers.
I will omit the needless details of polite elevator chit-chat. I exit on 5 and go to my car.
It only takes a few moments to figure out that he is boringly replacing fire extinguishers, instead of the much more exciting concept of riding the trash can down the parking garage propelled by the extinguishers.
And that is when the disappointment set in. I had even hoped to see him jettison used canisters as ballast on his way down.
It’s the most secure windows… ever!
Yet again, ransomware attacks are costing money and lives. Hey, microsoft, tell me about your TCO benefits over linux again?
My thank-you note for the week
Thank you, John Oliver…
…for redefining the term “shuttlecock”.
Yet another reason I love my husband:
The phrase “Wallet Vindaloo” cracks us both up at once.
How to make your geek friends feel old today
Simply tell them that the only Hugo-award winning episode of ST:TNG, The Inner Light, is 24 years old today.
That’s almost exactly half my life.
Grim statistics
The saddest place on earth today, is 15.4 miles away from the allegedly happiest place on earth, if you take I-4.
Sadly, I am certain that there is only ONE proper answer to this in America.
#PulseOrlando, please meet #PinkPistols. #LGBTCCW
We have to defend ourselves. When seconds count, the first responders are minutes away.
Don’t tell me I don’t know how to party on Saturday night.
Have the house all to myself. Start cooking a late dinner of chicken vindaloo.
The sick cat decides this is the perfect time to die.
Let joy be unconfined.
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