Now that is one happy tomato. I wonder what’s got the rest of the tomatoes down.
I totally want to be on the merchandising execution team! I presume that their job is to execute hammers when the murder a nail.
I like signs – I can’t explain why, but I think signs are awesome. I talk about them all the time!
Here’s today’s sign, found at a small Italian restaurant. As you can see, they’ve… What, gone for a Morse Code style? I get that the dots are there to break up the words, but for some reason, this is still very funny to me.
That’s all – nothing too out of the ordinary. This short post might be a sign that my tendinitis is bothering me!
Hi, I’m Jamie, and if you didn’t already know, I’m a crotchety old man. Hence the following complaint (Do your best to imagine a garbled old man voice while reading the text below):
In my day (the eighties) we had die-cast metal Hot Wheels and we liked it that way. If your friend pissed you off, you’d just bean him in the head with a corvette or a station wagon and he’d know you meant business. Now these. .. These pathetic substitutes for Hot Wheels are not only poorly constructed, but look at this ridiculous marketing tie in! What kids want to play with the VW from Footloose or the convertible that was featured in Beverly Hills Cop? Why are they selling toys now that should have marketed to me twenty-five years ago!?!
This dude was just hanging out (“hanging out with his family, having himself a party!”) and didn’t seem to mind having his picture taken, so here we are.
We visited Dorney Park and Wildwater Kingdom this past weekend – this was my first time there and for the most part, my observations are based on a comparison with Six Flags Great Adventure. Let’s dive in: Read the rest of this entry
There’s been a an innovation in slushy technology, and I’m guess that it has wacked the Icee Bear out of his gourd! Does he have rabies now? He looks demented! Look at his face – look! Or maybe he’s just had too much sugar? I bet that’s it. Jeez, I bet that a lifetime spent drinking Icees have made him a diabetic. That’s a damn shame.
Sugar and bears don’t mix. Or do they?
That’s a bumble bee, right? I don’t actually know and I didn’t bother to look it up.
There he is again! (I have no idea if that is a male our a female.)
In the case of this bug… I don’t even know what to look up and I couldn’t get a good pic of him with my phone cam… So you’ll have to just trust me when I say that he is an unusual looking bug.
This is the weakest warning sign I’ve ever seen. Who designed this? And what’s worse, who paid for it? “Violators may be prosecuted.” What the hell kind of threat is that? “Yeah, if we feel like it, you’re in deep shit. Maybe.”
I took this in front of a Home Depot; why in the holy mother of damnation would someone dump a bunch of crap in front of a store that’s certain to have security cameras monitoring the building? I don’t get it.
…There were cheesy romance novels. Novels that were upfront about their crap factor. Just look at these covers! That’s some genuine schlock.
I can’t explain it, but I’ve always found this hallway to be very lonely looking. Maybe that’s because of the sterile walls… or the fact that I’ve never seen anyone in it ever.
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I find this sign to be very… specific. Why not “Pedestrians only” or “No Manually Operated Vehicles” or something that doesn’t list specific devices? A sign like this is just begging a kid to challenge it. So kids, here are 5 things that this sign doesn’t prohibit. Read the rest of this entry
I’m not accusing the folks at Rogue Beer of anything, but when most of your products features photos or drawings of white people on the labels… Read the rest of this entry
I come from a family of inquisitive people; on some level, we’re always testing via the scientific method. Just this past weekend, my youngest niece posed this question: if left to her own devices, how many kisses would be included in a greeting from my golden retriever? My niece hypothesized that she would receive 100 kisses and my family went to the lab for testing.
We don’t have a lot of data, but when it comes to this particular Golden Retriever, it’s 47. That’s forty-seven kisses hello.
Take that, Air Bud!