Tuesday, August 28, 2007

Saw a commercial the other day

for something or other and the tail end of the commercial announced that this whatever would make an ideal holiday gift. HUH? Has Labor Day become another gift giving holiday and if so, what the heck do you give someone for Labor day? A fax machine? A pick Axe? A fork lift... frankly I'd like a fork lift for shopping in the grocery store of the living dead where they ship in the elderly shelf browers by the bus load. Or has it finally happened? A Christmas commercial before Labor day? Be afraid. Be very afraid.

Thursday, August 23, 2007

Heard yesterday and said with all seriousness

On a news channel and it went something like this. It's a hundred year flood that occurs every four and a half years. Huh? What? Wouldn't that make it... ahem... a four and a half year flood?
sigh

Tuesday, August 21, 2007

Just a touch of flavor.

The Husband came home a bit early last night and called me into the kitchen. He sounded a bit frantic so I did my dance through the mess in the craftroom (which I am going to start calling my Playroom) and joined him in the kitchen. "Rocco is bleeding," he blurted, 'Look!"
Sure enough, Rocco the wonder dog had a stripe of something brown and viscous running down his back in a line from stem to stern. Meanwhile the Husband is jiggling about and there was an edge to his voice as he kept repeating "He's bleeding, he's bleeding, where is it coming from?"
I grabbed a napkin, ran it along Rocco's spine and then put the napkin up to my nose.
BBQ sauce.
Someone had marinated the dog with a line of bbq sauce, either that or Rocco thought he looked quite nifty in stripes or I have now discovered an endless supply of bbq sauce, Rocco flavor.
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