To bide my time while I reconfigure Moxie's lackluster performance of late (that is, the blog, not the blogger. The blogger has been kicking ass.), I am posting various FAILS I have captured/experienced personally, as well as a few "before" shots from Kasondra, whose energy must come from some power pack, dang.
As a lot of you know, I am not big on screen time. You're much likelier to have to wrestle me into the chair than out of it. I totally love the convenience and majesty of all its tricks, but I just don't like being on the computer. This makes blogging a skoch inconvenient, you know? I read a lot of email on my phone, but I hate responding that way because my phone likes to play power trips about timeliness and reliability. Plus I'm always driving. So I got a laptop. No dice. A laptop is just a library in bed. Having Vaduz, Liechtenstein, Brown vs. The Board of Education, and endless Will & Grace gag reels at hand does not necessarily compel me to open my Blogger Dashboard. Plus, while copious recent DIY remodel jobs have been a total rush, it would seem rude to brandish them, like, "You know how you HATE doing dishes and laundry makes you want to murder kittens? Well look at this room we renovated in one day, or these new cabinets?" This is all to say, the dog ate my blog(s).
The following images may go unnoticed by some of you, or worse, by many of you, but these things are unconscionable to me, even as I stare at them, taking pictures.
Getting into a friend's car. Some people are worth this. Some people are not. This one is, though it was kind of a stretch given the DEL SCORCHO SAUCE, and the fact that I had to say that:
This is reason #38478 I don't shop at WinCo. I was abducted. I escaped after this...and the Mad Hatter dare of lore (shhh...):
This offends me on behalf of literacy AND cleanliness:
This was at Fred Meyer. I complained. I drill apostrophe propriety into my kids (try saying that five times fast!), I don't need this ignorant bullshit undermining me. Besides, what if some three-quarter-wit got distracted looking at this, thinking it looked wrong, and then forgot to buy the caddies with which to clean his/her house???
The following are pics were sent to me by Kasondra, whose inspiration has invigorated me anew. Like most of us, she too has a counter top mistaken by her family as a junk drawer. This is why I feel like all I do is run in a hamster wheel all day:
Yet another menacing closet:
Can't wait for the "after" shot Kasondra...at 4:00am, lol. I predict Franklin will have it spic 'n span by morning.
What are the rest of you up to?