Results tagged "Snow globe"

Okay, okay — I get it. I sat down to start writing and have come to the realization that everything I have to say sounds like a complaint. I sound like a big loser whining about popular culture, design aesthetics, the movie I watched last night, the General Electric guy that left my ENTIRE house smelling like cigs and BO. Why is it that every fix-it man and contractor asks to use our bathroom? What about the house they were at before ours? Then, there is the client that hired me to design something and then took it upon herself to DO IT HERSELF — she probably spent hours on it. Was I not doing it correctly? At least Will is napping – I have that to be grateful for. Happy that the giant Christmas blow up snow-globe with lights and snowmen with green and red holiday hats at BJ’s didn’t scar him for life yesterday afternoon… Just 2 aisles from the giant kettle stirring green witch sitting on a massive blow up Halloween pumpkin, mind you. The weirdos are out during the day on Mondays at BJs – FYI, stick to shopping on the weekends with the crowds.

No – I thought I had plenty to write about today, but it’s all negative and annoying. Like… Mackenzie Phillips and couples that have eight babies, exploit the hell out of them, look around and realize that not enough people are paying attention, so then proceed to bash the hell out of each other all in the name of reality tv fame. Or the new Dinosaur show on PBS that features a T-Rex orphan adopted by a Pteranodon family that rides a supernatural train through the various periods of pre-historia. Dudes. COME ON! Kids might love trains, and they might love dinosaurs, but WHAT? Not only is this show most certainly on CRACK, but what happens when the preschoolers face reality? That the T-REX will EAT his entire adoptive family someday…. Someday SOON!

So, there it is–the few items all meshed into one super annoying post. At least I didn’t drag it out and write about each individual item like I was planning. I’m off to find air-fresheners–lighten it up a little bit.. or maybe, just light it all on fire.

Oh – comments are working again–so go on with your bad self. Yeah, that means you Jazz Hands, bring it.
 

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