VIDEO: Just Because I Like Advertising Gone Wrong…You Will Watch This
Pay attention to the last line, not that you won’t hear it, ok ok, I’m a 15 year old boy but hell, this is funny!
The Best “Bleeeep”
Waiting for me to get a baby, while you wait, enjoy this clip:
Adoption Update: Fingerprint Check Done!
Just got an email from my social worker doing my home study and my FBI checks came back just fine. Home Study will be done tonight and sent to my lawyer tomorrow! Wow, first part of the process done, now what? More to come on that but the Home Study is done and I come highly recommended in being a Mom.
Wow…
To The Child I Don’t Have Yet
Dear _________;
Today was a busy day, one of those that seems frantic at times; the phone rings it seems like all day, projects are bumped up in time, confusions need to be organized. And then 5PM comes around and it’s time to come home. While in the car I’m thinking about how nice it will be to come home to you and just have to be with you. It consumed my whole drive home and I liked it. So after I get home I pour a beer and sit in the sun on the back deck. I start to think about all the things I’ll have to teach you “we” don’t do and then I started to think about how I might prepare for what those “things” are. I started to watch the dogs and decided on a few things:
- First I thought I should tell you we don’t dig under the deck as Xandie does
- Then I thought; “Why would you do that” and then I reminded myself that my parents had to tell me that we don’t draw white stick figures all around the side of the house, at the height a 5 year old would. (Didn’t know it at the time, as you might not as well).
- Next I pondered if I’d have to tell you we don’t eat dog poop, but then decided this was something I only had to tell the dogs, and then again thought I’d write it down just in case.
- Looking around I saw the red berries on the neighbors plant that comes over on our side, there will have to be a whole series of conversations on “why we don’t put things in our mouths”, even poop.
- Then there was the time I didn’t know, at 5 I guess, that one doesn’t bang their metal toy against the aluminum camper door, just to see how it leaves many marks. Learned that one the hard way.
- Oh and what about why we don’t cut our own hair as my goddaughter Katelynn has done.
I had to stop at that point because I started to freak out a bit and it scared me at all the possible things you won’t know we don’t do but you will try anyway, unless I’m there to stop you. Besides it was time to feed your furry brother and sister to be (Sid and Xandra), which reminded me that I’ll have to tell you we don’t eat the dogs food even if they do.
Looking forward to meeting you little one, why are you taking so long to find me?
To Those Who Take the Last Bit of Coffee @ Work
You know who you are!
Is This Really Tom Cruise? Really?
What the hell has happend to Tom’s body? I dunno what’s better, the makeup for the movie or the guy under that. This has got to be someone else.
[Gawker]: “”It doesn’t spoil a thing to say that [Tropic Thunder] is worth seeing for Mr. Cruise’s performance alone, or that we hope this might usher in a new era for the strange, secretive actor.” [Observer]“
Happy Birthday Paul
Ride ‘em cowboy!!
Note To The Guys In My Office
Hi,
I want to give you tons of thanks for you thoughtfulness. Today I used your restroom, the Men’s, because one of my female co-workers was using the Women’s. You need to thank your wives, girlfriends, daughters, sisters or whatever, because eventhough the restoom is just for Men (please don’t tell the State I used it), your toilet seat was down. It’s your restroom, just for Men, and the toilet seat was down. I’m sure you can imagine my surprise because it never works out this way, the seat is always up in a Unisex bathroom or the bathroom at home.
I’m not goin to mention the mis-aim…..baby steps….baby steps….
Signed,
Your female coworker. 
Ahh The Warmth Of the Elderly…Put’s a Tear In My Eye
Picked this up off worthalaugh.com:
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Who's Kris?
Whoa...easy, I'm not the one with the smashing camel colored leather jacket, that would be my Mum (circa 1976?), making me the very cute five year old in the smashing knit suit made by my Grandmother.
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