Pickled Rainbow Chard Stems
Wine cork iPhone stand
This morning I noticed that my wife was using a cork to prop up her iPhone at the table. I don't know what inspired me but I broke out my x-acto kit and started cutting away. I shaved a little down one side so the cork wouldn't roll side-to-side and then cut a channel for the phone to sit in. It was a little trial and error but luckily we've been saving corks for a long time so I have plenty of material.
A conversation imagined
Date/Time: Monday morning
Richard: Morning, Avi
Avi: Morning, Dick, didn't expect to see you here.
Richard: Yeah, well, I guess that whole "Rapture" thing wasn't all it was cracked up to be.
Avi: Well, you know, the end of the world is a little hard to pin down.
Richard: About that, I know I might have said a few things on Friday that were a little out of line.
Avi: The whole "you're going to Hell" spiel was a little much, but I can understand, you thought the end of the world was upon us. Besides, you did give me your stapler and three-hole punch
Richard: Speaking of those, I don't suppose there's any way I could get those back?
Avi: Sorry, I gave them to Prasanna in IT.
Richard: WHAT? That Paki?
Avi: Well, you did give them to me and I already had a stapler and three-hole punch so I gave them to him.
Richard: How could you give them to that heathen?
Avi: With an attitude like that it's no wonder you weren't taken up.
Richard: oh, F*ck you.
R:
From my son's future autobiography:
New phone app
My son, the dictator
H: Daaaadddddyyyy, Come here!
Me: Yes?
H: I'm going poo-poo. Just put your head in and turn on the fan. It's stinky.
Me: OK
H: Now can you go away?
five minutes later....
H: Daaaaaddddd. Come here!
Me: yes?
H: Can you pick up that toilet paper?
Me: OK.
H: Now go away.
three minutes later....
H: Daaaaaaadddddyyyyy!
Me: yes?
H: Can you get me that book?
Me: OK.
H: Now go away.
One minute later....
H: Daaaadddddyy!! Pick up this book.
Just a day in the life.
Recent Statement Regarding Online Gambling
PO Box 40411
Olympia, WA 98504-0411
Senator Prentice,
I am writing you regarding recent statements you made to ESPN.com regarding online gambling in the state of Washington. I was deeply disappointed by your apparent lack of empathy and concern for those Washington state residents who would seek to participate in online poker playing. Your apparent contempt for poker players and disparagement of gas station attendants is particularly upsetting. Your inability to understand and show concern for online poker players begs the question if there are other constituencies that you are out of touch with or fail to understand.
I am a stay-at-home parent of two young boys who enjoys playing poker as a recreation. As a parent I do not always have the time or luxury of traveling to a casino to play poker. Online poker allows me to put in short sessions of poker as time permits without needing to drive anywhere. Unfortunately I do not have the luxury to leave my children unattended and go down to the gas station and "go pump gas" as you suggest.
According to the law you sponsored I am a felon simply for playing poker online in the privacy of my own home. I must respectfully disagree.
Sincerely,
Tyler Moriguchi
Seattle, Washington
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An open letter to dog owners
And sure, I've been in your situation where I only brought 2 bags and you've already used them up. But maybe you can look in a garbage can and find something to use to, at the very least, remove said shit from the middle of the field.
Thank you.
SMDT
This is interesting on several levels.
1. That my dad is texting me in the first place
2. Where he is texting me from
3. That he is using shorthand and not spelling out "garden". Next thing I know he'll be using "idk" and "lol"
With respect to Mr. Cosby
Me: "it's not plugged in"
Son: "it plugged out?"
A typical day at the office
son: "No, I'm just shaking my bum-bum."
WWYW answer
WWYW?
TYDWYaP
File under "duh"
Why, yes
back. Do you have a problem with that?
Luckiest man alive
It's not fair
I wonder ...,
to force him to drink apple juice from a cup with a straw instead of
from a juice box?
like a phoenix rising from the ashes....
LOST
At times I see the grand metaphors that others see and at other times I think the people who created this show probably should seek psychiatric help.
I have to admit that I probably wouldn't have stuck with the show for so long had it not been for the Goat Speaks. Almost immediately after watching an episode I go over and read his take on what happened. Not only are there little things I totally missed but reading his perspective is almost as entertaining (if not more) than the show itself.
So don't bother trying to get a hold of me on Sunday, May 23, I'll be busy.