Real Life Cutters!

I'm sure my kids are sick of hearing me talk about courtesy when it comes to driving. Plus, I've already used up oodles of keystrokes and blog electrons on the subject. In particular, my Stop Driving Like an Idiot post from December of 2007 came to mind the other day when something sad (and yet funny) happened to me.



If you didn't click over to the link (and why bother, really), you only need to read this part:

7. Don't Cut - This goes back to grade school, folks. You don't cut in line just because you can get away with it. Imagine that you're in the check out lane of a grocery store and you see a little space between two people ahead of you. Would you simply shove your way into the space with your cart and ignore the others around you? Sometimes, things happen and you have to find your way onto a lane (see #5). When that happens, use your signal and be considerate.

Well, we were talking about that very subject on Saturday morning in the car and a few hours later we found ourselves approaching the checkout lady at Wal-mart. We were to be the next in line behind someone who was seconds away from leaving. Lo and behold, from out of nowhere an elderly man JUMPED IN LINE AHEAD OF HIS--just like I described in the post a few years ago. He really did it! All we could do was laugh and walk over to the next lane where no one was waiting. I may have made some comment to my wife about it out loud so he could hear me and feel like a tool.



Oh, and I suppose I should point out that I plan on a regular return to blogging. Blogging frees my mind and allows me to record some of the strange things that happen in my life. I welcome your comments and I'll be sure to look some of you up as well. My wife has also promised to jump back into the blogosphere.

Look, Mom and Dad...I'm in the Newspaper!

Somewhere, there are some mighty proud parents at home, reading the newspaper right now...

A Meme Response

Arby tagged me last month and I'm just now getting around to a reply. It's simple. All I have to do is repost the first post ever from my blog. Here it is...

November 29, 2006
The next time you make a trip to a restaurant or even a fast food establishment, tell the person helping you that you want your order served, "granny style" and then slip the waiter a $20 bill.

That's a typical post from me today. It sort of goes back to my pre-blog days with The Daily Journal (TDJ). TDJ was a blog long before there were blogs. So, if I want to get really specific, I could post my first entry on TDJ. I didn't write the first entry as that belonged to Jason. However, I wrote the second entry and it looked like this...

June 7, 1998
If I could be anyone in the world, I would be Miss America. Imagine all of that good will you could share with folks all over the country. Sure, they'd be staring at my breasts and trying to peek up my dress, but I'd still be spreading good will, and that's all that really matters when you're Miss America like me.

I'm supposed to pass this on, so I'll ask any of my followers to re-post their first entry as well. And just to make it fun, if you choose to do it, you need to change the subject of the post to an armadillo wearing a parka. Be sure to send me a comment if you posted. Cheers!

Pictures of Pitchers 1 (or pichers of pichers)

If you visit baseball web sites a lot (like me) then you're used to seeing pictures of grown men making silly faces while wearing baseball hats. For some unknown reason, the powers that be like to display pictures of baseball players when they are contorting their faces. When you throw a hard ball at speeds between 90-100 mph, you're bound to look a little goofy. I thought I'd share an installment today. Enjoy.

My favorite is the one in the middle. It looks like he's doing his squirrel impersonation. Nicely done.

What happens on the "STURDY STATION2"?

Perhaps Rubbermaid should have thought twice before naming their infant changing station "Sturdy Station2." I snapped a picture of this one at the QDoba on 96th Street in Indianapolis. I don't usually condone vandalism, regardless of how minor it may be, but I might have done this, too.


Simply removing the "S" and the "Y" on "STURDY" provides an even more appropriate name for a changing station. If you've ever had your little ones in a public place and relied on one of these, you know just what I mean.

From the FAIL! File

While planning out a future trip to a Reds baseball game and Ikea using Google Maps, I noticed something strange about the Public Library of Cincinnati...

...it's in Kentucky!

There's something else silly about it, but I'm still trying to figure it out.

Who's Guilty of Using "Spicy Photos?"

Another gem from today's Indianapolis Star. It seems like the newspaper might be guilty as well...

Coincidence?

Anyone else find this "coincidence" of the airport body scanners (i.e. the ones that let security workers see your ENTIRE body) headline paired with the cheerleaders picture to be odd?