Friday, February 27, 2004

And the problem with that is??

I was scanning the headlines of the W.S.J. this morning and an article caught my eye. The headline of the article was "Smith & Wesson Chairman Quits As Past Armed Robberies Surface". Seems as though this 74 year old man, who served on the board before becoming the CEO had done time in prision for armed robberies in the 50's and 60's.

Now I haven't taken my graduate level marketing course yet, but seems to me that a CEO should be familiar with ALL aspects of their product. Who better then a crook to run a gun company? I mean, he probably knows all about guns.

Now I understand that a convicted felon is not able to carry guns. But I would think as a CEO he could probably have "his people" carry them for him. If the business were in Texas he probably could get a permit to carry one as protection since he is a CEO.

Ohhhhh the irony of it all...maybe he should look into buying a mask company.

Thursday, February 26, 2004

Who says the public school system is lacking?

Ah, the art of writing...



Actual Analogies and Metaphors Found in High School Essays

1. Her face was a perfect oval, like a circle that had its two sides gently compressed by a Thigh Master.

2. His thoughts tumbled in his head, making and breaking alliances like underpants in a dryer without Cling Free.

3. He spoke with the wisdom that can only come from experience, like a guy who went blind because he looked at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it and now goes around the country speaking at high schools about the dangers of looking at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it.

4. She grew on him like she was a colony of E. coli and he was room-temperature Canadian beef.

5. She had a deep, throaty, genuine laugh, like that sound a dog makes just before it throws up.

6. Her vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever.

7. He was as tall as a six-foot-three-inch tree.

8. The revelation that his marriage of 30 years had disintegrated because of his wife's infidelity came as a rude shock, like a surcharge at a formerly surcharge-free ATM.

9. The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the way a bowling ball wouldn't.

10. McBride fell 12 stories, hitting the pavement like a Hefty bag filled with vegetable soup.

11. From the attic came an unearthly howl. The whole scene had an eerie, surreal quality, like when you're on vacation in another city and Jeopardy comes on at 7:00 p.m. instead of 7:30.

12. Her hair glistened in the rain like a nose hair after a sneeze.

13. The hailstones leaped from the pavement, just like maggots when you fry them in hot grease.

14. Long separated by cruel fate, the star-crossed lovers raced across the grassy field toward each other like two freight trains, one having left Cleveland at 6:36 p.m. traveling at 55 mph, the other from Topeka at 4:19 p.m. at a speed of 35mph.

15. They lived in a typical suburban neighborhood with picket fences that resembled Nancy Kerrigan's teeth.

16. John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who had also never met.

17. He fell for her like his heart was a mob informant and she was the East River.

18. Even in his last years, Grandpappy had a mind like a steel trap, only one that had been left out so long, it had rusted shut.

19. Shots rang out, as shots are wont to do.

20. The plan was simple, like my brother-in-law Phil. But unlike Phil, this plan just might work.

21. The young fighter had a hungry look, the kind you get from not eating for a while.

22. "Oh, Jason, take me!" she panted, her breasts heaving like a college freshman on $1-a-beer night.

23. He was as lame as a duck. Not the metaphorical lame duck, either, but a real duck that was actually lame. Maybe from stepping on a land mine or something.

24. The ballerina rose gracefully en pointe and extended one slender leg behind her, like a dog at a fire hydrant.

25. It was an American tradition, like fathers chasing kids around with power tools.

26. He was deeply in love. When she spoke, he thought he heard bells, as if she were a garbage truck backing up.

27. She was as easy as the TV Guide crossword.

28. Her eyes were like limpid pools, only they had forgotten to put in any pH cleanser.

29. She walked into my office like a centipede with 98 missing legs.

30. It hurt the way your tongue hurts after you accidentally staple it to the wall.

Wednesday, February 25, 2004

Optometrist or was it just a dream?

OK, so the past few weeks I've been having trouble reading. Having worn glasses since the 3rd grade, I knew that something was wrong when I had to take my glasses off to read. (Never mind that the book was being held 5 inches from my face). So off to the new optometrist I went.

Now I have gone to the eye doctor many time before, even went to the opthamologist (M.D. vs. O.D.) and never has one taken my blood pressure! But this new one did. After the 12 year old girl had me look at some balloon in a machine (which I never saw) she walked me into the examination room.

These rooms were PURPLE and YELLOW (mustard). There were pictures of eyes all around. Kind of creepy actually.

In walked a man about the size of what I picture Danny DeVito to be. He was short, semi-bald, wore glasses (not sure if that's a good thing) and was wearing a gray suit with a WILD tie. This tie actually looked like part of a clown costume! It had a hot air balloon in yellow and red, surrounded by red and green swirls.

Was I in some sort of time warp? Had the things they told us in 7th grade health actually been true? Was I having a flashback? Ahhhhh all the pretty colors....

He proceeded to exam my eyes, having me read from the eye chart. Now I know that I can see with my glasses, it's just that I can't read. How can I read the eye chart? But he made adjustments to the machine and like magic I could read it. That's when it started. WHICH ONE IS BETTER...1 or 2? I don't think any of them are different. He did that about 7 times. I think it's all a hoax.

After it's all said and done, he said well the good news is that your eye sight hasn't really changed...but (there's always a but)...you do need ....BIFOCALS!!!

UGGHHHHHHHH...that makes it official, I should be hearing from AARP before to long!! How could he tell all that from just is 1 or 2 better? There must be some mistake.

I pick up my new "no line" glasses next week. We'll just see about this!

Monday, February 23, 2004

What's wrong with me?

Having a long distance relationship with someone you met off the internet is well...I mean it's got it's good points:

you don't have to shave your legs everyday
you can sleep in flannel pjs
you can hang out with your friends without having to make arrangements first
if you want to vaccum during a football game you can
you can watch "girlie" movies on TV

The cons of a long distance relationship are:

high phone bills
you only have a date every few months
you really don't know what's going on in their life
there is no one to cuddle with when you need a cuddle

Do I really want a relationship? I recently wrote to my "gentleman friend" and told him that I didn't know what I wanted in the future. That if he did, maybe he should go ahead and look for what it is elsewhere.

That was sort of a fib. I know what I want. I'm wanting someone to fix my fence, repair my garage door, and keep my car filled up with gas. Maybe all I really need is a handyman! One that I could call to come over for a quick fix and then send home.

I wonder if I would get a match on either e-harmony or match?

Thursday, February 12, 2004

SO MUCH TO SEE AND SO LITTLE TIME

After coming to the realization that I've seen 54% of the U.S. and only 2% of the world, I think it is time to pack my bags and start traveling. Wait, that requires vacation time and capital...none of which I have. Guess I'll spend my summer vacation in Amish country with the family. There's always next year.




create your own visited country map
or write about it on the open travel guide

And



create your own visited states map
or write about it on the open travel guide

Wednesday, February 11, 2004

Becoming one of the Pack.

Well, I'm officially a member of the pack! I've been recruited by Water Pig to start my own blog. I do believe she just wanted me to stop typing comments in her blog! This should be interesting, for me anyway. I am concerned that Water Pig may actually have an identity crisis. According to some, she should really be Water Rat! I like Water Pig better. Don't get me wrong, I'm happy to be Earth Dog. Life is good.