Photo Friday: Pink

This week's Photo Friday theme is Pink. You will note, however, that it is not P!nk. This is all for the best, since I'm not a member of the paparazzi, and have been asked to maintain at least 300 yards distance from any celebrities.

die installation!

I tend to have a lot of "other duties as assigned" parts to my job. Today I had to test an installer for a German software program. While this was an interesting task, it was slightly hindered by the fact that, aside from Farfegnugen, I don't know any German.

Things were going pretty well until the end, when I may have accidentally clicked "I don't agree" to the licensing terms. So close...no bratwurst for me!

Photo Friday: Lucky Charms

I don't have any lucky trinkets, so I took a more literal approach to this week's theme. In doing so, I became the weird girl at the grocery store photographing cereal.

Do you think the marshmallows are whole grain too?



For those who don't want to refinance their house to buy a box of cereal, there are Marshmallow Mateys. Matey's are fronted by a friendly-looking kangaroo named Cool Blue, who oddly reminds me of Charlie the Starkist Tuna. Cool Blue would like to you know that Mateys offers you twice as much gelatinous goodness as Lucky Charms. Take that, you bastard leprechaun!

Coloring outside the lines

While taking my Photo Friday pictures, I just kept snapping. Here are some pictures I took, outside the Photo Friday theme.

Photo Friday: Tshirt

I'm a sucker for bad computer humor, or anything with flames.
For this Photo Friday installment, I submit my geeky tees:

Photo Friday: vacation

Alas, I am not going ON vacation (though I did take off a couple days to do work on the house...do I know how to have a good time or what?), but rather posting pictures of past vacations for this week's Photo Friday theme.

We tend not to go anywhere terribly exotic, so you will not be treated to pictures of me parasailing on the Rio Grande, nor will you see me swimming with sting rays. Mainly because I can't swim, but also because those sound like awfully expensive vacations.

A few years ago we went up to Moosehead Lake. While trying (and eventually failing) to find Mt. Katadin (only we could manage to lose a mountain), I spotted some moose. Naturally my first instinct was to jump out of the vehicle. The moose were not helpful in offering directions.


The undiscovered vacation destination: Muleshoe, Texas!

Get Moxie at Moxie Falls! If only this waterfall were made of Moxie...mmm, it's the official soft drink of Maine.

Please call us back and we'll tell you if you're okay!

So, last week I had a pesky pair of moles removed. No biggie -- I've had plenty sliced off. As a precaution, the doctor sent them in for testing to make sure they weren't chock full of cancer. I had kind of forgotten about them, except when fighting the urge to pick the scab left by the cauterizer (now with more cauterizing action!!!). I was checking my messages this morning, and had one that was left by the dermatologist's office at around 6 pm yesterday. The woman said that my results were back, and that I should call them back. That doesn't sound good. I call back and am informed that I have to talk to the nurse, Julie, and that she'll call me back. Does this sound good to you? No, it does not. And it's a Friday. Will she get back to me by the end of the day?

Finally Julie calls back to inform me that she had the test results. Pause. "Everything looks fine," she informs me. Why couldn't they have just said that on the message, instead of making me think that I was going to have to have a head transplant?

Happy Independence Day, America. Let's Get Nuts!

As a special present to our star-spangled nation, I am about to propose a sweeping change to our electoral process. I'm not sure exactly whom I should speak with regarding what I'm sure can only be a step forward in the democratic process. You see, my idea is sure to save millions of dollars AND provide wholesome (maybe) entertainment. Who would turn down such a gift?

Let's face it, no one really understands the Electoral College. You know someone agreed to it when they were high and were too embarrassed to admit their mistake, so they just went along with it. It's no secret that Americans are the biggest complainers, yet don't show up to the polls on election day.

However, we are really good at voting eight million times for our favorite contestant on Who Wants to Be A Big Star for The Next Few Days. I feel it is only natural that we completely abandon the presidential primaries, the electoral college, and the Straight Talk Express, or whatever the hell John McCain had.

What we need is a presidential reality show. Let's call it "The Big House." All the candidates will have to live together in a house, and each week one will be voted off the show. House neighbors would include Ann Coulter and Al Franken. There will be special challenges, like explaining immigration policy to third graders, milking cows, and boot camp day. Who wouldn't want to see Hilary Clinton climb a wall, or Mitt Romney move commando-style over unfavorable terrain? There would be special elimination round games, including Wheel of Impeachment and Name that Constitutional Amendment. Viewers could look forward to a special field trip wherein all the candidates would be dropped in the middle of nowhere, and must find their way back to civilization sans Blackberry or GPS. If they can't lead themselves out of the woods, how are they supposed to lead the nation?

You see, America, it is all so simple. It's not that we don't care about electing our president. It's just that we want to sit on our asses eating microwave Freedom Fries while we do it. And we want to be entertained, damn it!