That's how he says shouldn't, too.
Anyway, here's a whole bunch of stuff from May that I thought of:
Whoever is putting signs up in Woonsocket needs to take a lesson in sensitivity.
I'll throw it out there that I'm not exactly the most sensitive person in the world (see: forty times per week I put my foot in my mouth because of making some classless joke about somebody recent that died in the news that nobody knew beyond said person looking hot in an episode of Top Chef.)
These two signs illustrate what I never would do: step over the lines. Sure, I took the pictures, and looked reasonably rediculous doing so, but I didn't nail them to a pole on the same street. One, reading "Handicapped Child" is posted no more than a quarter mile away from "Slow Children."
Why do we need to alert drivers of handicapped people in a neighborhood? I'm just wondering why its necessary. We don't put signs up outside of buildings and say, "These ramps are here because some people had their legs amputated", or, "People in handicapped parking spaces might back up into your car parked behind it."
Now, even though I already wouldn't have nailed them up there, I would've at least had the decency to not draw a happy camper trucking it, Terminator 2-style on the sign. They're not quick on their feet. We got the point the first time when you just said it simply that there might be handicapped people in the area. You don't need two signs and you more certainly don't need to rub it in their faces with an insulting picture.
I'm flabbergasted.
Couple Questions:
1. Years ago, way the f back, Copernicus proved that the world revolved around the sun and not that the sun revolved around Earth. I'm not going to ask if you believe this or not. That's dumb. What I will ask is this: Why in heaven's name would we say "Sunrise" and "Sunset" if the sun's not actually doing anything? The sun is remaining in the same exact position as its always been.
2. This is more splitting hairs, but I don't care. If when two people marry they become One, how come when they fornicate, its not called masturbating? Isn't that having sex with oneself, too?
Quote of the month:
Its from some Segal movie about saving the planet back in the day, playing on USA, as usual. The Gas Man from Dumb and Dumber goes up to Segal acting all tough and Segal and his pony tail ask the dude to play "slaps" and game we all probably played around middle school level. After a couple successful slaps, Segal asks the Gas Man this: "What does it take to change the essense of a man?" All from a game of slaps. Remarkable.
Random buoys floating in my mind:
1. The Boy Who Could Fly shouldn't have been watched. Imdb that ish and you'll see why. I was driven by some other force that had to make me watch it. Why I decided to watch a cheesy, made-for-tv, 1980's kids movie, is beyond me.
2. Maine doesn't have black bears just running around, but Florida most certainly has a shizer load of gators running around.
3. Alright, so Alvin and his two brothers are all the size of little human kids, right? Did we all miss out on the key detail that Dave and his pleated pants having unprotected sex with a chipmunk to produce these things? I'm just saying, that's a key detail.
4. The rooster in my G1, google phone, wakes me up every day and will get thrown across the room soon.
5. SAT time! Opening credits of X-Men: Wolverine is to prejac as closing credits of X-Men: Wolverine is to blue balls.
6. I really like the song "My name is..." by somebody I don't know and will never put enough effort in to remembering.
7. I only use the word flabbergasted when I'm being really, really sarcastic.
8. I wrote recently about how a banana peel was placed right outside my door at a Dunkin Donuts, I'd like to follow up with a picture of ANOTHER banana peel that was recently placed outside my door at New England Country Club. I don't know which one of you cartoon characters is trying to kill me, but bet your ass I'm going to. That is, right after I find the recipe for triple chocolate muffins.
