links
in the spirit of
Pete's detailed tour of his fridge, I thought it'd be funny to share a brief look into a portion of my internet favorites. Specifically the part which deals with sausage links (nyuk nyuk). Please drop a note if you need any of these for your own bookmarks.
Click for a larger viewAnd if anything is more annoying than the recent Beckham hype, it might be the news of the Harry Potter book which is coming out. In fact, here is a
12,000 word essay about the Snape character and whether he is good or evil, and what might come of him in the final book. Are you freaking serious?
And who am I kidding, nothing is more annoying than the Beckham hype.
two pics and two stories
story 1 - corn
I'm in the grocery last week, and decide that I'll chance the fresh corn over the canned corn. It's still early in the season but even bad corn on the cob is pretty good. As I bring my two cans of corn down the aisle and put them back on the shelf, up struts a woman with a young sales associate in tow. The lady is looking for corn, specifically the little baby whole corn that look like mini corn on the cob. She seems upset, and apparently of the mind that it's this 16 year old's fault that her object of desire is so elusive. The poor employee obviously has no idea where the item is and just stares at the shelf with the normal canned corn, waiting for the lady to get frustrated and leave.
Now for some reason I know that the mini whole corn is in the same aisle, but at the far end with the canned mushrooms, right next to the Asian food stuffs. So I walk down there, grab a can and bring it back to the other end of the aisle.
"Excuse me ma'am. Is this the type of corn you are looking for?"
She looks down at my hand, holding the can out to her.
"I guess sometimes it pays to eavesdrop." she says to me, and reaches out to take the can. I smile at her and turn to head back towards the produce. I'm halfway down the aisle when she calls out "Wait a minute! Where'd you get this from? I need another can." I pause, and then turn around to head back towards her and point out the other cans on the shelf a few feet from where she's standing. She picks one up, wondering aloud "who thinks to put this stuff with the Chinese food?" I smile at her again and receive a grudging "Thank you" as she walks away in the opposite direction.
picture 1 - spamwe've all grown accustomed to getting spam in our email. But I now appear to be getting spam
from my email. boooooo
picture 2 - hopeand speaking of hot...here's Hope Solo, modeling the new uniforms for the US Women's National team.
story 2 - promwhich brings us to the second story. My coworker (who we'll call Sarah for the sake of the story) tells me she's got a funny story to tell me. Her friend was on a flight from Philly to Providence the other weekend, and was sitting next to a young woman of about the same age. They get to talking: where'd you go to school, do you know so and so, etc. Somehow my name comes up and apparently this girl not only knows me, but says that we went to the prom together!
One part of this that's funny is that I've met Sarah's friend maybe twice over the past 3 years. I actually forgot who he was when she started telling me the story. So I'm a bit surprised that this guy knew my name, or anything else about me with which to connect the dots when talking to this girl on the plane. So Sarah's friend has a pretty keen memory I guess.
The second part that's funny is that Sarah says she can't recall what this girl's name was, but of course I'd know since she was my prom date. But as it turns out (and Maureen is fond of teasing me about this) I went to four (4) proms during highschool. As a sophomore I was aksed to the Junior prom, as a junior I went to my Junior prom and was asked to the Senior prom that year, and as a senior I went to my own Senior prom. So I'm actually in the dark about who Sarah's friend met on the plane!