All I Can Say is Wow...

I think this person is from Oklahoma. Courtesy of a site called failblog.org

A New Kind of Special

I'm not even going to comment... it speaks for itself.

Planes, Trains, and Automobiles

This placard was posted in the lavatory on a Cathay Pacific 777. Being diabetic, I usually just carry my stuff around with me and then dispose of them once I get home. Never thought about trying to dispose of one on a plane. That would be easier, though - maybe reduce some harassment by security guards - like those at HKIA!

Easy Transportation?

Check out this rickshaw in Bangkok - I guess it's an easy way to save money and gas on delivery costs, but wow. Hope it's tied down well.

From: Not Always Right

Ok, this posting is from another blog - Not Always Right - I just couldn't resist posting.

No Pink Bunnies, But Plenty Of Jackasses
Bookstore Seattle, WA, USA
(During Christmas season, our large bookstore gets awfully busy. The phone rings.)

Me: “Hello, this is ***, how can I help you?”
Customer: “Hi, I’m looking for a book.”
Me: “Sure, I can help you out. Do you know the title?”
Customer: “Okay, so the book is about a bunny rabbit and I used to read it when I was a kid. It had a pink cover.”
Me: “…do you know the title, maybe?”
Customer: “Look, I’m very busy and I need this book for my kid. It’s about a bunny and the cover is pink. How many pink bunny books can there possibly be? Go look for it!”
Me: “Sir, we have no option in our search system regarding book covers–”
Customer: “Look. Go f***ing find it. I’m very busy!”
Me: “Sure, let me put you on hold for a little bit.” *click*

(Later, I found out that a customer came in looking for a pink bunny book and a ‘fruity sounding’ bookseller. I’m a girl.)

Chad's Blog

YAY! Chad got a blog! Here's the link - post away honey.

www.chadsplaceintheworld.blogspot.com

Friends at Dinner

Friday night, Chad and I met our friend Matthew at Charleston's for dinner. Well, of course we were having a lovely time enjoying our adult beverages when one of the patrons seated behind us walked by. Recgonizing how fun we are, she quickly stopped by and informed us we would be buying her a drink (she had already been well served). We quickly struck up a conversation and found she was a hair dresser who doesn't smoke (see below). I've posted a picture and a couple of quotes from our conversation.

Susan: Here are some cards and some Nicorette gum.

Justin: But we don't smoke.

Susan: Neither do IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!

Susan: > Oh look, there's a pole!