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December 12th, 2008 | Comments Off | Posted in Me

The General was just sitting in the kitchen, smoking a cigarette out the window and some some blogging, and started laughing. I turned around from writing my last blog post to find out what was so hilarious that I was missing. Right about then, the following instant message conversation took place:

the general: i love when i type in things to my browser and i can tell you’ve had your hands on my computer at one point or another!
wendy: haha. why’s that?
the general: BUTTSEX.COM

I can’t help it. Nothing is funnier than typing a URL like that into someone’s browser and then walking away without them knowing what was going on.

It’s kind of like at my last job when we would print out random pictures of various employees’ MySpace page and leave it on the printer, just waiting for someone to find it. I can’t explain why – it’s just funny!

i hope the boy doesn’t know about my blog

December 12th, 2008 | Comments Off | Posted in Family

Or his Christmas may be ruined.

I have a quick stop to the Target Center to make next week (gotta pick up some Wolves tickets with some voucher I have), I completed The Boy’s Christmas shopping tonight with the following purchases, courtesy of ThinkGeek.com:

  1. A t-shirt that says “Come to the Dark Side, We Have Cookies”. I don’t understand it either. I just know when we went to his Open House, he showed us a sign that he and his lockermate had hanging in there and that’s what it said. It apparently comes from the How to be Emo video that’s watched at least 157 times. In other words, he’s totally going to be the funniest kid in school when he wears it and he’s going to laugh is tween-sized fool head off when he opens it.
  2. Astronaut Ice Cream! He’s going to Space Camp in February and when I saw this in the catalog Think Geek sent out to me, I knew I had to get it for him. And naturally, I got him two with hopes that he’ll let me try some on Christmas morning when we’re opening presents by the fireplace and sipping hot cocoa from Christmas mugs with CSI: Miami playing in the background and drinking expired cans of Pepsi that my dad gave me.

I’ve also picked him up a couple of DVDs (with help from The General) and two Playstation 2 games (both rated E for Everyone!), along with an electric can opener, because the little shit claimed he didn’t know how to work a regular one. Oh, that’s right, little Bubba boy – Santa Claus is gonna mess your Christmas up with kitchen appliances. Consider that a welcome into adulthood!