Well maybe that is a little misleading but you with get the point by the time I am done.
Perhaps Captain Obvious would have been a good title also but I digress....so on to the party.
What is it with people and places that just don't get it?
example #1 -
Drive-thru teller: May I take your order?
You: Toasted Chicken Club Sandwich
Them: Would you like cheese?
You: Please
Them: Mustard, Mayo, or Honey-Mustard?
You: Mustard
Them: Would you like it toasted?
You: ***sound of shotgun being cocked*** what did I order idiot? Toasted Chicken Club - doesn't that imply toasted?
example #2 -
Them: Welcome to KFC can I take your order?
You: Yes I would like a 3 piece dinner..
Them: I'm sorry sir/ma'am we are out of chicken.
You: ....
You: ....
You: .... /stare /glance at the sign above the door /stare
You: I'm sorry did you say your out of chicken?
Them: /annoyed Yes!
You: Exactly what is the purpose of this food outlet? Chicken! and your out? Hmmmm ... what else could you fail to achieve today? breathing? existence? cognitive thought? Are you kidding me? No Chicken? ( this never actually came out of my mouth but it has been in my head ever since.)
They should have just put a closed sign in the window that read..."Closed because we are stupid and have no chicken even though it is the only thing we do."
Oh and for the record I am not the only person to experience this nor was it a one time thing.
I can understand if you had some moronic sale like 5 pieces free if you can tell us what well are supposed to sell here and the whole world came by. I mean even Popeye's brings an extra truckload in for their big sales. However this was just an average day.
I guess Darwin didn't count on the Fast food industry screwing up the "Survival of the fittest" theory. It is amazing that we have evolved so far and yet have these microcosms of complete brain failure that are so prevalent in society.
Okay your task now is to learn your purpose and not screw it up.
P.S. Fathers your sole purpose is to keep your daughter of the pole. (thanks Chris Rock)
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Domonick vs. Rudolff
Well it's not the post I promised R&V but it is very appropirate for this time of year....
This is an old Italian XMas tune and I just love the way these guys did a tribute to it.
Enjoy
This is an old Italian XMas tune and I just love the way these guys did a tribute to it.
Enjoy
Thursday, November 5, 2009
winter is nigh
It is that season again and Jack has been breathing at the back of my neck. It is with mixed emotions that I welcome him.
I do so miss the sun on my face, but the cuddling time is nigh. It is a time when two, so close as to share the same place, can say nothing and in that so much.
The silence is comforting.
The rhythm of two hearts eases the tension and melts the cold grasp stress places on us.
Warmth shared as it was your own.
Leave the troubles of the world at the door to be washed away with the snow melting from your boots.
Join me.
We shall make paradise midst the throws and cushions of the couch and await the warmth of the Spring.
I do so miss the sun on my face, but the cuddling time is nigh. It is a time when two, so close as to share the same place, can say nothing and in that so much.
The silence is comforting.
The rhythm of two hearts eases the tension and melts the cold grasp stress places on us.
Warmth shared as it was your own.
Leave the troubles of the world at the door to be washed away with the snow melting from your boots.
Join me.
We shall make paradise midst the throws and cushions of the couch and await the warmth of the Spring.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
oh bugger me
Out in the Park, on the bike, the chain whipping past
The last throws of summer, before the chilling winter blast.
The squirrels run amuck through the leaves loud as thunder
Are they having fun, yes this thought I do wonder.
I saw a murder in the Park, of course it was crows
And I must have counted 20 or 30 of those.
The sound is was haunting, eerie, spooky, yet cool
I can tell that old Alfred was far from a fool.
The light is waning and night draws closer still
Remember these thoughts, I always will.
Don’t you hate trying to write poetry? It seems like you get stuck in this silly rhyming and it never ends. I know that there are other styles and I never seem to find the time to actually explore them enough to learn their form. Sometimes I just want to capture those feelings in words for posterity sake.
The last throws of summer, before the chilling winter blast.
The squirrels run amuck through the leaves loud as thunder
Are they having fun, yes this thought I do wonder.
I saw a murder in the Park, of course it was crows
And I must have counted 20 or 30 of those.
The sound is was haunting, eerie, spooky, yet cool
I can tell that old Alfred was far from a fool.
The light is waning and night draws closer still
Remember these thoughts, I always will.
Don’t you hate trying to write poetry? It seems like you get stuck in this silly rhyming and it never ends. I know that there are other styles and I never seem to find the time to actually explore them enough to learn their form. Sometimes I just want to capture those feelings in words for posterity sake.
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
not again....
Well I guess it was always inevitable, I mean after all it is my mind.
Needed sleep before going back into work.
Settled in and told myself...."We need to get some sleep"
the next 3 hours where like Sunday dinner at an Italian Families house...( No Offense because you will agree it is true)
It was like 20 different conversations all going on at the same time with each one competing to be heard over the rest. Each one escalating louder and louder.
Oh sure three was the occasional pause as a new course came out, but it was short lived and then back at it full bore.
It has been awhile and perhaps I though ( mistakenly of course ) that I could simple quiet them all and get a short nap, but I was WRONG.
It was like trying to rationalize with a bunch of two year old children. Although they may have been more receptive.
I thought I would just revisit this here since my friend R&V always laugh about "Just do it" or "Just breathe"
well off to argue with the minions once again
Needed sleep before going back into work.
Settled in and told myself...."We need to get some sleep"
the next 3 hours where like Sunday dinner at an Italian Families house...( No Offense because you will agree it is true)
It was like 20 different conversations all going on at the same time with each one competing to be heard over the rest. Each one escalating louder and louder.
Oh sure three was the occasional pause as a new course came out, but it was short lived and then back at it full bore.
It has been awhile and perhaps I though ( mistakenly of course ) that I could simple quiet them all and get a short nap, but I was WRONG.
It was like trying to rationalize with a bunch of two year old children. Although they may have been more receptive.
I thought I would just revisit this here since my friend R&V always laugh about "Just do it" or "Just breathe"
well off to argue with the minions once again
Monday, October 19, 2009
Phoenix -1901
Lyrics to 1901 :
Counting all different ideas drifting away
Past and present -- they don't matter. Now the future's sorted out
Watch, you're moving in elliptical pattern Think it's not what you say What you say is way too complicated For a minute thought I couldn't tell how to fall out.
It's 20 seconds 'til the last call, going "hey hey hey hey hey hey"
Lie down, you know it's easy like we did it all summer long
And I'll be anything you ask and more, going "hey hey hey hey hey hey"
It's not a miracle we needed, and no I wouldn't let you think so Falling, falling, falling, falling
Girlfriend, you know your girlfriend's drifting away
Past and present, 1855-1901
Watch them build up a material tower
Think it's not gonna stay anyway
Think it's overrated For a minute, thought I couldn't tell how to fall out
It's 20 seconds to the last call, going "hey hey hey hey hey" Lie down, you know it's easy, like we did it all summer long And I'll be anything you ask and more, going "hey hey hey hey hey" It's not a miracle we needed, and no, I wouldn't let you think so Falling, falling, falling, falling Falling, falling, falling, falling
Counting all different ideas drifting away
Past and present -- they don't matter. Now the future's sorted out
Watch, you're moving in elliptical pattern Think it's not what you say What you say is way too complicated For a minute thought I couldn't tell how to fall out.
It's 20 seconds 'til the last call, going "hey hey hey hey hey hey"
Lie down, you know it's easy like we did it all summer long
And I'll be anything you ask and more, going "hey hey hey hey hey hey"
It's not a miracle we needed, and no I wouldn't let you think so Falling, falling, falling, falling
Girlfriend, you know your girlfriend's drifting away
Past and present, 1855-1901
Watch them build up a material tower
Think it's not gonna stay anyway
Think it's overrated For a minute, thought I couldn't tell how to fall out
It's 20 seconds to the last call, going "hey hey hey hey hey" Lie down, you know it's easy, like we did it all summer long And I'll be anything you ask and more, going "hey hey hey hey hey" It's not a miracle we needed, and no, I wouldn't let you think so Falling, falling, falling, falling Falling, falling, falling, falling
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Autumn - where has the magic gone.
The trees are changing into their winter wear…leaves of colours and branches bare.
Hob Goblins and Specters abound in bushes and trees, lurking around corners and dancing in the leaves that decorate the ground.
The wind now has a bite, she is brisk and chilled. You adjust your hat and tighten your scarf round your neck when she is near.
This once was a time of joy and eagerness. Minds filled with thoughts of Bobbing for Apples, and sweet treats or tricks. Imaginations running wild, no limitations on costume design.
Alas where has that magic gone….. the season has lost it’s hold on my pyshce.
Perhaps it is the woes of adult life that crushes that creativity…who is to say.
This year I know that my thoughts are more with dear friends and their unhappiness.
They number too many for my liking and that would be any number at all. This was donned the name “The Year of Change” and it has been so in many lives. It troubles my soul that I cannot ease their pain. I do earnestly hope that knowing this helps them cope.
...I wish for the days to hear them suffer no more and perhaps that the magic returns.....
Hob Goblins and Specters abound in bushes and trees, lurking around corners and dancing in the leaves that decorate the ground.
The wind now has a bite, she is brisk and chilled. You adjust your hat and tighten your scarf round your neck when she is near.
This once was a time of joy and eagerness. Minds filled with thoughts of Bobbing for Apples, and sweet treats or tricks. Imaginations running wild, no limitations on costume design.
Alas where has that magic gone….. the season has lost it’s hold on my pyshce.
Perhaps it is the woes of adult life that crushes that creativity…who is to say.
This year I know that my thoughts are more with dear friends and their unhappiness.
They number too many for my liking and that would be any number at all. This was donned the name “The Year of Change” and it has been so in many lives. It troubles my soul that I cannot ease their pain. I do earnestly hope that knowing this helps them cope.
...I wish for the days to hear them suffer no more and perhaps that the magic returns.....
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