Send As SMS

Friday, June 09, 2006

Rapid Fire Friday

I made a purchase in January and now the website keeps sending me emails with other things I might want to buy like barbecues, lawn furniture, wind chimes, hammocks and garden hoses. The thing that bugs me is not the emails… but the name of the site I made the purchase from: JustAirHockeyTables.com

DC has put out this new “Who’s Who Mystery Box” where you get a randomly inserted figure in each box. You could get Batman, Superman, Captain Marvel, Flash, Green Lantern or Joker. The problem is that in each box they have also inserted a piece of a classic Batmobile. I know find myself trying to assemble this freaking toy car by buying $6 boxes of a figure that I either already have or probably don’t want. Incredible marketing. (Any one with the Superman and Green Lantern please contact me, I need those pieces of the Batmobile still).

Yesterday in Football Steve McNair was traded from the Titans to the Ravens. This breaks so many football rules it’s not even funny. It’s bad enough to trade away a pro-bowl level quarterback… but to do so to a team in your own division is suicide. I think McNair is going to like facing his old team twice a year until he retires.

Here’s an idea for someone with money. Instead of these chain hair cut places like Magic Cuts and Super Cuts… you go out and find the hottest looking women who cut hair, you put them into a single location, allow them to wear revealing clothing and call the place Great Trim… guys will be going to their stylist more than women.

It’s my understanding that George Bush is an advocate for the “power of prayer”… yet he’s also the poster boy against it since he’s still in office.

I finally wandered over and saw X-Men 3 today and they were right on one thing, that was the last X-men movie I could stand. What they did to Cyclops was the biggest waste of a good character I have ever seen.

I read a story today about a man who leapt off a pool table on to a pool cue and impaled his groin on the tip… you have to wonder if he called his shot.

My obsession with old time radio shows lead me to a thought… if a private detective is called a ‘Private Dick”… does that make a police detective a “Public Dick”?

Before the X-Men movie I saw three trailers involved super-powered individuals. Superman and Ghost Rider are both based on real comics and looked as good as you would expect. My Super Ex-Girlfriend just looked horribly painful to me and its something I have no intention of seeing.

I listened to the new 2-disc set of Lewis Black at Carnegie Hall this morning and my only thought was… I don’t think this is what Carnegie had in mind. (But I was laughing like crazy)

There are some things in life that are the ultimate trump cards in a conversation. Last night I found out that my sister went joy riding in a dump truck and rolled it. I’m not sure when I’ll be able to use this nugget… but at some point I know I will be in a ‘my sister is so stupid’ contest and I have the hands down winner ready to go.

Yesterday I got a bill in the mail from a credit card company saying they owed ME thirty-five cents. I’ll let you figure that one out for yourself.

On my shelf I have 5 books full of the writing of Robert E Howard; Conan, Solomon Kane and Bran Mak Morn. Besides that he wrote a bunch of short stories for HP Lovecraft and probably more work that I’m unaware of… he did all this by the age of thirty when he killed himself.

I’ve decided that the next time I have a bad day… like I did today… I’m going to go to a store and find a coloring book and a box of crayons and just color for hours. I think it’s probably better than any therapy session you could attend.

I wonder why there are no adult coloring books… maybe its because you’d only end up using the peach crayon most of the time?

0 Comments:

Post a Comment

<< Home