Tuesday, December 22, 2009
This thing was huge. Look how tiny the disposable cameras are in comparison. If you need a remote this big, well, can you really even see the TV anymore?
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Finally, a friend (who also happens to be an electrician) came by to check it out. Thankfully (because I don't enjoy looking totally stupid), he was also stumped and started to do some investigating. He figured out that the problem was starting with the small night lights installed on the stairway.
He took off the cover and this is what he found ...
Thanks right, folks. Someone was using the night light as a PIGGY BANK. WTF, Firestarter ... I mean, Anabella? Sure, throw some coins into an electrical outlet. I'm sure that won't be a problem.
The yellow arrows are pointing to the places where two of the coins had almost fused together from the sparks/fire/whatever was going on each time we tried to turn the breaker back on.
Between the poop and the cussing and now the electricity stunt, Anabella is going to make me old and gray long before my 40th birthday.
-- The B.S. Cafe is now serving a big helping of Big Brother. I am watching you, Anabella!
Wednesday, December 02, 2009
Of course that pissed me off to no end, so when the guy pulled beside me as I headed into the left-turn lane, I prepared my best evil eye. I just wish my iPhone had a telephoto lens, because then you could see that the man in this photo was so captivated by the thumbnails on the back of the PORNO he was holding, that he couldn't be bothered to pay attention to me or the road.
Nothing wrong with a good video, but do we need to study it while driving on a crazy-busy road, during the middle of the day, with our window down so that everyone gets a good look, and nearly killing our fellow drivers in the process? He is truly lucky that I don't own a Hummer any more because I was that close to just ramming into him.
WTF are these people doing?
Tailgating in the mall parking lot?
Watching an analog TV in their car?
Monday, November 30, 2009
Remember this quiz we all took back in August? Matthew Inman, the man behind the awesomeness, gave me the back story. Apparently, he created the quiz for a client that sold sex toys. When the client saw the quiz, they thought it was "inappropriate." LOL! Ummm, okay. Anyway, he was a really interesting guy ... smart and YOUNG, so I was inspired. Too bad I can't draw or code ... I would totally rock at creating quizzes.
So here is our latest time waster ... picked especially for Kim, since she enjoys talking about balls.
Clearly I won't be picking a fight with a bear any time in the immediate future.
Created by Oatmeal
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Monday, November 09, 2009
So, let's talk about Facebook. I finally broke down and joined last week. (I am helping our HR dept start a fan page, so I felt the need to actually get on and use it.) And, as previously suspected, I am not enjoying the FB as much as other people seem to. While I have been friended by some very cool people from the past, I have also been friended by some people I never liked or didn't know very well in high school ... and that would be 20 years ago. WTF? At this very moment, I have a friend request from someone that I don't even remember. Don't I have to draw a line somewhere? Or do I just say whatever and friend everyone? It seems like some people do that. (The people with 500 friends!)
I also have some friends who play LOTS of games, so when I find a few minutes to log in, I am bombarded by crap like "so and so found a lost kitten and is putting it up for adoption" or "so and so is playing Farkle." (What is Farkle?) One person even took a bunch of tests that kept telling her she was "beautiful" and she was making comments about how great and wonderful said tests were. Gag.
It will get less annoying over time I'm sure, but I think I am just more of a Twitter girl.
Thursday, November 05, 2009
Wednesday, November 04, 2009
WTF was I thinking when I signed up for NaBloPoMo? And why didn't you guys try to stop me? It's only day four and I already feel like the Dunkin Donuts guy ... "time to write the blog. time to write the blog." I'm all about setting goals, but this is kind of like starting a no-carb diet during the holidays. Maybe I could make my life extra hard by adopting a few more toddlers or a litter of puppies that needs house training.
So anyway, I get this email today from Sur la table (a store that I love, love, love) and am instantly intrigued because Thanksgiving is approaching, we eat mostly organic meat, and they say it's like the bestest turkey eh-ver!
Then I scrolled down to see that this turkey costs $110 for a 15-pounder. Holy crap! That turkey better be the best thing I ever put in my mouth. I'm talking no gravy necessary, super juicy, tasty and slightly orgasmic turkey. I spent $65 on a turkey two years ago and felt like an idiot. (organic but 27 pounds!) The lady at the checkout even made fun of me.
But I guess the good news here is that if even 50 people are willing to spend that kind of cash on a turkey, then the economy is clearly recovering.
P.S. If you buy one, we usually eat our Thanksgiving meal in the early afternoon, so I could totally be free to join you for dinner.
Tuesday, November 03, 2009
They had a little carnival for the kids, but whenever a pumpkin was about to be launched, everyone stopped what they were doing to watch. It was surprising how far those pumpkins would go (a few hundred yards?) and how they all had a different angle/path/level of destruction at the end. I was over it in about an hour, but I think most of the men could have stayed out there all day.
Men, destruction -- you know the deal.
So did anyone notice that the creator of Wow Wow Wubbzy left a comment on last night's post? I have to say that was more exciting than when Dooce tweeted me. And in Anabella's world, that is right up there with a phone call from the Pope or George Clooney asking me out (Call me, George!).
So, thanks again, Bob Boyle. You made our morning -- and we bought the new Wubb Idol DVD at Target in your honor!
P.S. Day three of NaBloPoMo. Whew. Only 27 more to go.
Monday, November 02, 2009
Scarlett was a cow. She couldn't care less about Halloween and probably just thought it was a nice warm outfit on a cool night. But isn't she cute?
Sunday, November 01, 2009
Yes, that is my husband and his last-minute, surprise costume. He's wearing a Halloween costume of mine from several years ago (I was a senorita) ... with painted finger nails and reeking of my perfume. And he was wearing a pair of heels that I haven't worn yet. Oh, and pearls. LOL
P.S. Of course the girls were total cuties. I'll post photos of them tomorrow. For some crazy reason, I signed up for NaBloPoMo this year (30 posts in 30 days), so I need to stretch this out. ;)
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Car? Motorcycle? Some weird cross between the two like the zonkey? I don't understand. Why one big ass wheel in the back? WTF?
Really. An orange mohawk. Do you know how long it took me to explain this to my four year old? Didn't this hairstyle go out in the 80s?
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Wednesday, October 07, 2009
Their website (http://www.witourismfederation.org/) says they changed it so it would "no longer distract from their mission."
WTF, TFW? Think of the clever advertising you could do with "WTF" ... for example:
- "Haven't been to Wisconsin lately? WTF!"
- "Hey France, we have better cheese than you. WTF!"
SO many possibilities.
Monday, October 05, 2009
I guess she liked the bow. Or, she was just happy it was over.
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
WTF is this? Tacky lawn art meets "Texas-sized" crap? I don't think I have ever seen something this gaudy on the side of the freeway. Or really anywhere, for that matter.
Monday, September 28, 2009
I was sick in bed for most of the weekend and was able to watch the entire first season on Sunday. It's definitely NC-17, but the characters are interesting and the story line is crazy, but possible, which makes it even more entertaining.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
String to hold down the hood? Duct tape holding the side mirror on? Is there a mouse under the hood or do they just pedal this thing like Fred Flintstone? WTF? That "H" isn't for Honda, it's for hoopty!
Monday, September 21, 2009
Anabella and I went on a mommy-daughter trip to my friend Jeanne's lake house. (It was her first experience on a boat, and being my daughter, she went right for the driver's seat.)
The first thing she said was "that's a LOT of water, mommy!" I could never coax her into the water, so we now own another baby pool. At least this one has palm trees.
Thursday, September 17, 2009
You just recently started learning more words and how to count. It's incredibly cute how you call everyone "daddy" if you don't know their name. And I love how you say "lello" instead of "yellow," "BobBob" instead of "SpongeBob" and "oh no!" for just about everything that you want us to notice.
Wednesday, September 02, 2009
So, WTF is this? Who drinks this? Is this a hangover cure or does someone truly enjoy beer and tomato juice? I need to know.
I took my friend Tracie some Taco Bell last week (she just had twins and isn't getting out much ... you know you are f*cked when Taco Bell is some sort of rare treat), and I noticed the packages have weird messages on them like "I collect straws" and "Will you marry me?" Tracie says they've been like that for years, but I guess that's how long it's been since my last trip to Taco Hell. Then the communicator in me got very annoyed ... WTF is the purpose of this? It doesn't make me laugh or want to buy more crappy tacos.
Finally, these immediately got my attention at the grocery store. I'm not sure what branding mini-cucumbers does for High School Musical (and it probably doesn't help cucumbers much either) and quite frankly, it seems a little dirty to me.
-- The B.S. Cafe is now serving Cheladas with snarky hot sauce and cucumber swizzle sticks.