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September 21st, 2005
I don’t like broccoli.
Sure, there are people out there who will tell you that if you just pour thick Velveeta cheese all over the broccoli’s green stalks of steaming hot blandness, that you will be able to stomach a vegetable that reminds me of the small trees that made up the forest on The Smurfs and which usually those damn Smurfs hid under when Gargamel was trying to find them to eat them. Of course, I half wish Gargamel would have found them and eaten them cause then maybe he would have realized that they taste just as bad as broccoli and the Smurf-bigoted Gargamel would have decided to take up a different hobby.
Posted under Complaints, Food and Drink, Smurfs, The Post Where.... | 35 Comments »
September 20th, 2005
Cofumrs? Is that a word?
What about zbpuwz or rehwgw or xvume?
How about you tell me why lately, as I attempt to leave a comment on someone’s Blogger blog, I am met with this combination security measure/physician’s hard-to-read scrawl? How about you tell me why I am finding it harder and harder to focus, read and type said words into the little box just so I can leave a comment? How about you tell me why they can’t just make them real words instead of the kinds of words I have to repeat over and over out loud while I attempt to type in the word just to keep my mind sharp and on track?
Posted under Blogging. | 36 Comments »
September 20th, 2005
What’s the problem, technology people of the world?
There you sit atop your huge corporate think-tank buildings in the heart of Big City U.S.A. coming up with MP3-watches and small USB plug-in drives that look like cars, developing tiny technology that can fit in my ear and building even cooler gadgets by the minute. You are on the cusp of greatness every day you go to work, technology gurus, but you have failed me in one of the biggest, most important senses of the word failure.
Where’s my damn phone-shoe?
Posted under Technology. | 14 Comments »
September 19th, 2005
Aren’t the Emmy’s all about people saying, “Um, me?”
Well, it should be — because the most amusing part of the whole Emmy awards ceremony and after parties is the fact that every single person attending, from the most lowly Television Industry assistant to the highest Network President is constantly angling to get themselves in a position where the attention is slathered upon themselves.
Sadly, it’s just our friendly neighborhood stars who get the true Emmy attention.
But in order to give you the whole entire rundown of the whole entire sordid affair — I must first turn back the hands of time to Saturday night when I attended the NBC/Vanity Fair pre-Emmy party at Spago in Beverly Hills.
Posted under Awards, Celebrities, Emmys, Los Angeles. | 30 Comments »
September 18th, 2005
The others announced their superior “with a hint of raspberry flavor” products to lackluster results.
So when I looked at you sitting in the refrigerated section of the local drugstore, I had my doubts. There had been previously introduced waters with hints of flavors in the past and each and every one came up short.
Sure, after a swig and a swallow it was as if someone had shoved a lemon rind in your nose — but it wasn’t a hint of flavor. It was a flavor fragment.
But today, as I sit here with you Dasani with Raspberry, already having taken three full swigs and swallows — I have to come clean when I say that I am really liking your flavor-scented water.
Posted under Food and Drink, Me. | 19 Comments »
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