one of the more frightening child safety warning images, courtesy of dell and the packaging from sara’s new laptop:
to me, it seems to be warning people to not see the movie scream, but i’m happy to take other nominations.
[Minnesota Twins General Manager Bill Smith is sitting at his desk, staring blankly at his computer screen. We hear a knock at the door.]
Smith: It’s open.
[Twins Manager Ron Gardenhire enters, hat in hand.]
Gardenhire: Can we chat, Bill?
[Gardenhire sits]
hey, whaddya know. a website. /kicks tires
as you may or may not know, the yahoos that own and operate this website all have accounts on facebook, the social network site that one can belong to without feeling like you’re a pervert (unlike its competitor, myspace). i find it somewhat fascinating to keep up with what former co-workers, college classmates, and high school friends are up to; not essential information, but certainly interesting. it also can be a bit of a time sink if i’m not careful; however, now that scrabulous has gone away, there’s much less risk of that.
i didn’t necessarily see a lot of my dad growing up. he wasn’t a deadbeat or anything; far from it. he worked the second shift (2:30 - 10:30) at the local corrugated paper plant, meaning i was in bed by the time he got home. during the week, the most i probably saw him was the five-minute car ride from our house to school. i’m not resentful, not in any way. his back-breaking labor allowed me to go to a expensive college, and has allowed me to have a job where i make money while sitting, vs. sweating, like he does.
so, i’m trying to be better about posting content that i actually come up with, vs. just borrowing things from other sites. trying to be less meta, if you will. however, for those who are as appalled by joe morgan specifically (and by the murdering of the english language, in general) as i am, this must be shared:
hat tip to firejoemorgan, of course.
