I was going to mark the occasion of my 100th post by reposting my favorite posts so far...or maybe have you guys tell me which were the best so far and I'd repost your choices...
When I brought this up I was chastised for cussing so much.
I recently spent a couple of completely wasted hours clicking the "next blog" button to see if I could come across anything interesting...I found a very depressed 14 year old girl from Singapore who was (possibly) recently dumped and writes in pitch-perfect LOLCATS grammar.
I also came across a woman celebrating her 100th post by writing an excrutiating account of her encounter with endometrious and all the life choices it makes you reflect upon.
I'll celebrate my 100th by telling you about my trip to the supermarket.
(see what you made me do, chastisers?)
Have you ever been in a public place and you look around at the other patrons and you think, "I am catching something right now. I am contracting an illness being in the prescense of these people. I need to get the hell out of here."
I heard an old guy walking behind me say to the witch he had dressed up as his wife " I'm sick of chasing that guy. He's never here. Next time I see him I'm chasing him off the cliff with my car."
I turned around to get a look at the charming old fella.
He was pushing a walker. It was a pretty kick-ass walker I have to say. If they haven't perfected the Segue by the time I am his age and we are still using walkers, I want one like his.
It had hand-brakes!
How fast does he expect to get that thing going?
Was it a racing walker?
Oh and speaking of the Segue? I saw a guy riding one down 8th street today...WTF?
I have only seen somebody riding one of those things one other time. It was in Scottsdale near where I was thinking about buying a condo with a girlfriend of mine.
( We decided that instead of buying the condo we would break up)
At this point in history there is no way to ride one of those things without looking totally nuts.
I expect that by the time I am in need of a walker the Segue will be even further developed and a standard mode of transport for people of diminishing walking skills....of course I also thought we were supposed to have flying cars by now....
And where the hell is my robot slave? I am sick and tired of going to the refrigerator for my own damn soda!
Monday, November 19, 2007
I had an idea...at least I thought I did...
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I like how the guy in the walker is planning on chasing anyone anywhere. Unless it's another old guy sans walker, then he might have the edge.
I have been in the store and felt horrified to be standing next to a germ infested person. But on the other hand I have had my germ-infested child in hand while I bought coffee creamer and apples. I feel like I need to apologize for every sniffle/sneeze "SORRY...I DON'T HAVE A BABYSITTER, MAMA NEEDS HER COFFEE OR SHE WILL GO NUTS"
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