My dad would have been 99 years old today but he left us a long time ago. My friend Harris is the big 60 today. I would call him old but he’s at least younger than my father would have been, so that’s something.
What do I have to do?
What do I have to do to get Trader Joe’s to come to Alaska? Because I’ll do it. And I do mean I’ll do anything. It’s simply not fair that they aren’t here. Do they not know how much Alaskans eat and how much that would translate into food sales for them? Anchorage alone could increase their profit margin by 100%. And it’s a win-win because Alaskans would not get fat on what Trader Joe sells since it is all that healthy, organic crap that they’ve somehow made tantalizingly delicious.
So again I ask… what do I have to do?
I think I won
I think I won at the penny slots last night if you consider $15 per free Tequila Sunrise winning. I’m sure Charlie Sheen would.
Here’s what I’d like to say
When I get one of those spams that asks the question, “Can I trust you?” followed by some spectacular offer of money if I just help the spammer out, I want to send a one word reply to the question. “No.” But alas, I am not that brave and don’t want to get into an ongoing conversation with a spammer. As a group I find them on the level of child molesters and want to avoid both as much as possible.
I think this says it all about how Carm feels about my absence
I may have to sleep with one eye open for at least a month after I return based on this look.
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How many Italians can you fit into one house
Given the scene at my cousin Joe’s house last night, the answer is apparently infinity to the nth degree. How do I know it was an all Italian gathering? Because the food and drink never ran out.
Screw the overalls… learn English
From a Justin Bieber tweet that I had the misfortune to accidentally read about his appearance in overalls with the Prime Minister of Canada – “a loan” when he meant “alone”. I find his ignorance more offensive than his overalls.
Why I’ll never be rich
Social work and writing… when will I finally pick a profession that pays well?
Why does it make me want to laugh?
Why do I find it funny when I watch someone smear a light butter substitute on their toast and then use that toast to make a bacon sandwich?
This seems about right
Saw a posting on Facebook where someone placed a sign that read, “This year, I’m grateful I’ll never have to say the words, President Romney”.
That says it well for me.