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Nov. 13th, 2002 08:52 pmEewww! Picking up stuff on the floor and found the latest charity mailing label sent to my father. Reagan Ranch is now begging money off him and sent a slew of address labels with Ronald Reagan's picture on them. Bleh!
The bit I posted awhile ago about the Hormone Hostages - the part about nobody ever picking up trash around here, was only half a joke. For some reason, the junk mail seldom finds its way into the trash, and since Christmas is on its merry way, so are the catalogs. Now this is my own fault. I can't afford most of the stuff in them, but they sure are fun to look at. Then someone knocks the pile over, and the nice catalog gets walked on or torn up. Oh well, we have too many of them anyway.
And something from a funny email list I get:
The bit I posted awhile ago about the Hormone Hostages - the part about nobody ever picking up trash around here, was only half a joke. For some reason, the junk mail seldom finds its way into the trash, and since Christmas is on its merry way, so are the catalogs. Now this is my own fault. I can't afford most of the stuff in them, but they sure are fun to look at. Then someone knocks the pile over, and the nice catalog gets walked on or torn up. Oh well, we have too many of them anyway.
And something from a funny email list I get:
"Men are like fine wine. They all start out like grapes, and
it's our job to stomp on them and keep them in the dark until
they mature into something you'd like to have dinner with."
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"Women are like fine wine. They all start out fresh, fruity
and intoxicating to the mind and then turn full-bodied with
age until they go all sour and vinegary and give you a head-
ache."