This week at work a couple of the guys have been talking about their kids and the things they’ve done recently. The creative director’s two-year-old daughter has apparently started answering the phone, and he spent 15 minutes of his lunch hour one day trying to get her to give the phone to mommy. The web programmer’s four-year-old son, on the other hand, gets into more sophisticated mischief; not only does he cut his younger brother’s hair, he moves files and…
I’m an airhead. No. I take that back. With tutors, training, and a lot of ginkgo biloba injections I might be upgraded to airhead. Right now, I merely strive to reach the level of airheadedness. Two months ago, I made an appointment with an osteopath to figure out what’s wrong with my back. I wrote down the date and time of the appointment, and then I told my creative director that I had to see the doctor on August 2nd…
I once had to create a fake ad about a fake product for one of my grade school classes. I remember taking a box of Bisquick, wrapping it up in plain paper, and drawing on it my own logo and box design for a made-up cereal. Then I stood up in class and came up with an impromptu spiel to try and sell the darn thing. It was fun but pointless. I never would have done it if it hadn’t…
I love palindromes. I just do. Race car. A Toyota. Madam, I’m Adam. Able was I, ere I saw Elba. A man, a plan, a canal, Panama. Did Hannah say as Hannah did? Now I’m adding All iz Zilla. Iz, you say? Who cares about spelling, really. I’ve always been fascinated by words and the many, many ways that they can be manipulated. I love word games and riddles, poetry and puns. I’m not always very good at them, but…
Hee! Go here and scroll down a ways; these are comments that people made on the topic of SEX, with the most recent comment being on top [ooh, sounds kinky]. Anyway, I’m the one who posted: According to my driver’s license, I failed in that subject. Right above it [therefore, right after I posted], someone added: According to my drivers license I mastered that subject. …which just tickles me pink to no end. Hm, I wonder who posted it. Hell,…