Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Peekaru? Peekaridiculous

So a couple of weeks ago near the end of the work day, a friend IM'd me. He said he'd found something that he thought I'd find hilarious and he sent me a link. Now automatically I'm skeptical. Once you've told me I will think something is hilarious, I assuredly won't. Too much build up. I was feeling the pressure as I prepared to put on a typewritten show to affirm the hilariousness I was sure NOT to experience.

I click on the link.

BLAM!!! I'm confronted with that which does make me double over in laughter immediately. This:

What on God's green earth is this?! Is it real? It CANNOT be real! I do some research. It is real.

Does anyone else believe this to be a completely ludicrous device?! My first thought when I see it is death trap.

Any other thoughts? Do any of the two of you who read this blog own this product or know someone who does? In the timeless words of my old college literature professor, "Questions? Comments? Testimonials?"

Saturday, August 15, 2009

When will we be able to DVR our lives?

*this is my first blog from my phone FYI. I'm very hip*

what does it say about technology in this day in age when I was just overhearing a conversation in the ladies restroom at the movies, missed a key word in the story, and I SERIOUSLY thought for a split second that I could just rewind and hear it again?

Or rather does it say something more about me?

Friday, August 14, 2009

about that....

I'm not really sure if what I wrote last night made sense or not. I remember having a thought, but being really tired and I'm not sure I quite expressed it the way I'd hoped. But hey, I blogged! Right?! RIGHT?!

I'll leave you with this to think about today:

dear john

[ASIDE: I'm blogging tonight for the first time ever from the comfort of my lovely bed. I usually blog at a desk or something, but I'm finding this new experience to be quite pleasant, and I think the thought of blogging in my bed might actually be encouragement enough to start blogging regularly once again!]

I was thinking on the way home tonight about how the overuse of certain words can completely make them devoid of their actual meaning. For example, the word "dear." We start corporate correspondence (or at least I do) with Dear.

If we're going to put our honesty cap on, none of the agents or assistants I'm corresponding with are particularly dear to me. I would also like to start using the word more and really meaning it.

"She's such a dear heart!"

"Oh dear!"

According to thefreedictionary.com.....

How many times do we use the word "dear" and not mean any of those things?! It's something that becomes so part of everyday speech/writing that it becomes meaningless. And what about the phrase "Love you." Do you ever catch yourself saying it because it's what you're supposed to say when you hang up the phone? Or walk out the door? This one really bothers me, and I know I do it myself. I don't say I love you to people that I don't love, but sometimes when I'm saying it, I'm saying it because it's habit. Or it's what I'm supposed to say at that given moment.

Let's take back the dear's and the I love yous! Let's really mean things when we say them! Let's remember WHY someone is dear to us. Let's remember WHY it is that we love someone so much!


And to finish randomly, here's a picture of me on my bed blogging (and or pausing from my blogging to take a picture of myself) and listening to the Allman Brothers' "Ain't Wastin' No More Time":

Not the best picture of me, but hey. It's late, I'm tired, and I is who I is, capiche?