Here’s my weekend dilemma that only you readers can solve:
Dan ALWAYS come up with these weird-ass sayings and claims that everyone has heard them except for me. On an average week, a few hundred of you stop by, so please take 5 seconds and answer the poll.
Gracias!
Sitting in jury duty … Mr. Instructions thinks he is a comedian. Wish I could stab myself in the eye and get out but they wouldn’t let us bring in knives. Too bad I didn’t wear shorts. Two people have already been dismissed for that.
Q: What are three things that don’t exist?
Here is photographic evidence to the contrary. This man had several interesting additions to his macked-out Dooley pick-up. I’ve pointed out the best below.
Disclaimer: I have no issues with being gay or a Redneck. It’s just not a combo I have ever seen in my 38 years living in Texas.
— The B.S. Cafe is now serving awkward crushes.
We watched President Obama’s inauguration here at work today and I came back to my desk feeling hopeful. I wasn’t worrying about today or tomorrow or all the little things that usually fill up my mind … I was only thinking that perhaps this is the person who can truly make a difference. A difference that will be evident to my children and to their children. I was hopeful that the things that bother me about our country and our world … the BIG things … might actually change.
And it made me think of my grandfather, who used to tell me stories about World War II, or the first trip to the moon, or the other incredible events that he witnessed long before I was born. I imagined my grandchild sitting next to me while I talk about where I was when the first black president took office. And wouldn’t it be incredible if that child’s world was so different from ours, that he or she didn’t even understand why that was momentous?
Times are definitely troubled, and unfortunately, it’s my job to read about it every day. But I will hang on to this renewed feeling of hope, because as some great person once said “without hope, there is only despair.” And even if President Obama doesn’t manage to do all the great things that people are expecting, at the very least he gave us back our vision of better things to come. He has inspired an entire country and made us think about where we have been, and where we are going.
It will be interesting to see just how much one man can do.
A little hurricane pictorial. We were very fortunate not to have any catastrophic damage, but here are a few photos from my stomping grounds.
Privacy is highly overrated.
For sale: One recreational vehicle. Slight hurricane damage. Perfect for the guy who wants a Fixer Upper!
Traffic signals take on new meanings.
My roof post-Ike. Don’t be envious of my fancy tarps.
My roof as a “pile.”
My roof takes a swim.
And you thought metal was tough.
Too bad we don’t actually use firewood here in Houston.
We evacuated on Thursday afternoon to stay with our friends Marjorie and Kirk, who graciously allowed us to bring our two kids and two dogs, and invade their home. We got there a day and a half before Ike made landfall, so here’s what we did while waiting for emanate doom!
Drank heavily…
Watched TV…
Obsessed (and laughed) over CNN’s repeated proclamation that we were all facing CERTAIN DEATH if we did not evacuate. (you can’t see it, but I swear that is what it said)
Danced in the wind and rain. (Okay, only the kids did that, but it looks like fun, right?)
More later…
P.S. As of this morning, 26% of Houston (616,000 homes) still do not have power. 🙁
My company does a lot of work with our local food bank, so last week my department spent an afternoon filling bags of food for school children (who are participants in the school lunch program) to eat over the weekend. It was very rewarding…and sad…but then, as always, I found some humor in the situation.
These pictures don’t do the boxes justice….they are like 6 feet wide by 5 foot deep, and filled to the top with crappy NutriSystem food. (And I can say that because I tried NutriSystem earlier this year and made it for about a week before I couldn’t handle it any more. Of course I didn’t think to throw my extras in the food bank barrel at the grocery store…mine went directly into the trash can.)
So, I never got the chance to ask, but I wonder if they are distributing this food to the hungry. (If you’ve never had NutriSystem food, let me explain that nothing requires refrigeration…not the hamburgers or the chicken or the fish…think MRE, but not as tasty.)
What do you think? Would you be pissed if you got a box of diet food from the food bank?
On a side note…kudos to Continental Airlines. They are now boxing up all the uneaten snacks and sending them to the food bank (they used to throw them out!). So the kiddos got some good snacks…peanuts, raisins, granola bars, cookies and the occasional snack-sized candy…that they weren’t getting before.