It’s Wednesday Night so it’s Business Time
giggle.
Update: Apparently I was a little confused. When I posted this song on Tuesday night, it was already Wednesday in my head.
giggle.
Update: Apparently I was a little confused. When I posted this song on Tuesday night, it was already Wednesday in my head.
A boat named “High Maintenance” is being towed.
I’m playing along with Candid Carrie’s “Friday Foto Finish Fiesta.” Be sure to check her site for details if you’d like to play.
I brought home a new pair of shoes today.
Mr. H turned and looked at the monstrous pile of painful shoes that I never wear. “Aren’t you going to get rid of those?”
Silly, silly man.
I feel vindicated.
I heard a yelp from the other room so I ran to find out what happened. It turns out that Mr. H discovered the hard way that he had left the toilet seat up.
Thanks to Cory at Boing Boing for bringing this happy post to our attention.
To The Stoner Who Works At Cottage Inn Pizza
Date: 2007-09-18, 11:30AM EDTYou: the guy who answers the phone at cottage inn pizza
Me: Hungry and stoned out of my gourdI called you from my cell phone but had completely forgot who I was calling by the time you answered the phone. Of course, you were also baked to bajeezus and forgot to tell me that I had called Cottage Inn.
When you answered and said, “Whatsup?” I thought about it, and after a 20 second pause I told you that was hungry. You suggested I try a pizza, and I agreed that it was probably a good idea.
Then I asked you if you sold pizza and you said that you could make me one. I said I wanted anchovies and something else on my pizza. You asked me what that something else was.
We spent five minutes listing toppings until we figured out that I was trying to remember how to say: “Sun dried Tomatoes.” When you said: “We’ll bake that right up for you,” we both started laughing uncontrollably.
It was the best pizza I ever had; I just wanted to thank you for helping me out.
I needed a good giggle today.