We have a friend who considers himself a, let's say, philosopher. Personally, I don't agree with the majority of the stuff that spews out of his mouth, but he seems harmless enough. He is a 'socialist' and union rep so, at times, he thinks himself quite important.....as our eyes slowly glaze over.
His last email was to give us a link to something of interest.......but before the link part of the email he wrote about three major paragraphs on what he thought about said link......then he ended the email with: " I don't know why I got off on this tangent but here is the link."
Well, dear man....it is because you LIKE the sound of your own voice....even if it is the voice in your head.
AND speaking of too much information. I was sitting having my morning coffee when I hear one hell of a crash! I immediately thought the cat had jumped onto something and knocked it over and went running downstairs. I even heard my husband say "Oh crap!" Nope, nothing downstairs so trundled up the stairs again and my husband called out "You had better come see this."
I walked into our bathroom and discovered the shower wall had - exploded! Glass bits all over the floor, into the hall way from under the door - just tiny bits of blue sparkles everywhere.......
the too much information part: my hear husband was on the toilet when it happened!!!
No people or animals where hurt during this event.
On a recent Malaysian Airlines flight, which just happened to include the Mayor of London, England, Boris Johnson, a drunk was handcuffed, tied up and strapped to a seat.
He was being very abusive - racially - and demanding more drinks. Like he needed THOSE??? And yelling things out non stop.......
The Mayor tied to calm him down, as did several of the crew, but to no avail. The part of the story that I found amusing was when they stated:
"the man calmed down and started to sober up. However he was still belligerent and at one point rolled down the aisle with his hands in cuffs."
WHAT? He ROLLED down the aisle? These days you can barely WALK down the aisle, let alone roll. Was he like really, really small? Was he from the circus? Did he roll heels over head? HHHHMMMM....further news at 11.
Things I have learned this week:
Back in the day I used to draw pictures, in pencil, of people like...oh Paul McCartney - hey, I WAS THIRTEEN!! I would tack them onto my wall and when that got old I would take them down and replace them with another drawing. Never in my dreams did I think of actually sending the person a drawing.....well....
there is a website entitled sadanduseless.com and it has pictures of really horrible fan art....as in..."he's my hero, I just love him, let me show him by drawing a picture...and mailing it to him and hoping he will love it and send me something back" (hopefully not a restraining order).
not ONE is a good picture....I mean, they hardly even look like the person they are supposed to represent.
Example one:
Guesses???? Anyone???
And this one is kind of close to the person on the right....or at least...I think it portrays a personality trait more than anything:
It is SUPPOSED to be Mel Gibson....I have no idea who the other person is.....but they seem to have hair everywhere but their head
Some times things are just weird:
The sight of this bright green cat on the streets of Varna in Bulgaria has caused a certain amount of uproar in the Black Sea resort town. Because of the assumption that the cat was painted in green by a vandal a facebook group named 'Punishment to the the perpetrator of this criminal act!' appeared online. But in fact the emerald green cat is this hue reportedly because it usually sleeps on an abandoned heap of synthetic green paint in a garage. True or not???? I can't believe the cat is totally covered in paint....as in evenly painted...all over....OR not dead from toxins. Me thinks there is something a foot and it is not of four feet but two.
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