As I prepare to go out of town to run my first of two back-to-back conferences, I realize two more benefits of having incredibly short hair: 10-minute haircuts, and you can just use the hotel shampoo.
Observation: Women find short hair on women sexy; men… not so much.
Ok…come on… I mean… you’re putting dog poop in these things… who cares what they look like?? (Someone, obviously.)
I caught this ad in a gardening almanac just before handing the almanac to our son. Whew.
Is this a big problem among gardeners? I never knew. And can’t you just.. you know .. sprinkle a little MiracleIGro on it?
I have no idea why this car is in the state it’s in. Perhaps you do? And yes, that’s Saran wrap…lots and lots of Saran wrap.
It’s just so wrong…
These are my new wheels. Isn’t she sweet?
Yeah…she has a granny gear… yeah…no top tube…but hey! She’s smooth, comfy, and I can ride her!
Oh…and check out my awesome rack! Rack by Saris. Highly recommended.
As I was getting in my car the rear view suddenly struck me…
Volvo wagon.
– Check.
Bike helmet.
– Check.
Fern.
– Check.
Wooden crate for fern.
– Check.
Why yes… it’s a Hippymobile!
How many of you have had managers for whom this seagull, standing as he is atop his own..well… is a pictorial metaphor?
There are many things about this sign that give me pause to wonder. For example, if there were a direct correlation to my eating and breeding habits, I’d make the old lady who lived in the shoe look like a childless spinster.
But perhaps first and foremost, is there such a thing as a healthy concentration of feces? And how would that be different from an unhealthy concentratiion of feces?
And have you ever met a goose that *wasn”t* aggressive?
(Or, for that matter {and preempting the obvious response} ever had an aggressive goose?)
I wonder what they sell here?
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