Tuesday, July 31, 2007

Maybe the kid had IBS

Went to IHOP for breakfast last Saturday.

IHOP had hired a guy to roam around the restaurant making colorful balloon animals for customers' kids.

Balloon animal guy stopped at the table next to ours, asked the kid what he wanted him to make.

Kid said, "A diaper."

True story.

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At August 9, 2007 at 8:52:00 PM CDT, Blogger Jana Swartwood said...

I think the real question is why he wanted the diaper. Was it because he needed a diaper? If so, ew! Or is it because he as fascinated with diapers? Maybe his little brother isn't toilet trained and he has diaper-envy. :)

 

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Friday, July 27, 2007

Worst. Painting. Ever.

And by worst, I mean that it's so terrible that it must be studied for how terrible it is. Never before have I encountered such an atrocious piece of artwork. It nearly makes me cry.

I don't recall who the artist is, but I can find out next Monday when I go back to work. That's right, the original painting is hanging on one of the walls at our corporate office, no more than 25 feet from Nicole's desk. (No, we do not choose the art for the walls.)



Here's the link to the large version, so you can study it for yourself. Behold the tackiness.

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At July 28, 2007 at 10:39:00 AM CDT, Blogger Samuel John Klein Portlandiensis said...

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At July 28, 2007 at 10:40:00 AM CDT, Blogger Samuel John Klein Portlandiensis said...

Woweee. Think I just threw up in my mouth just a little.

The serenity of the artwork makes me thing of Manitoba or Minnesota. Sadly, it's found in Missouri. Cognitive dissonance.

 

At August 11, 2007 at 12:44:00 AM CDT, Blogger Katie said...

OH! MY! WORD!!!

Seriously, its in your office?! I'm sorry Nicole that you have to look at this daily.

Stan it reminds me of those lovely flys you gave me for my darts a few years ago. The picturesque wolf howling at the moon motif will always be SO classy.

You'll love this... My parent's new motor home has an Eagle in flight over a majestic mountain on the back of it. I made fun of it and my Dad was totally amazed I didn't think it beautiful. :-)

 

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Friday, July 13, 2007

Because it's Friday the thirteenth . . .

Here's a question about bad luck.

If a black cat crossing my path is supposedly bad luck, and walking under a ladder is bad luck, what happens when a black cat crosses my path under a ladder?

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At July 15, 2007 at 10:49:00 PM CDT, Blogger Jana Swartwood said...

Hmm. Well, either it's really bad luck, or they cancel each other out. I don't know. What was your conclusion?

 

At July 16, 2007 at 7:44:00 AM CDT, Blogger stan said...

If I throw salt over my shoulder while knocking on wood through a broken mirror, then I don't fret about it.

 

At July 20, 2007 at 12:04:00 AM CDT, Blogger Katie said...

Neither... There's no such thing as luck. ;-)

 

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Wednesday, July 04, 2007

Happy 4th of July, it's time to get a new watch

We just got back from seeing the fireworks at Joplin tonight. We didn't really go down to where they were being shot off, mainly because we didn't want to be stuck in traffic forever, but we could still see them from where we were parked.

Like a lot of professional fireworks displays across the country, there was a local radio station playing an accompanying medley of patriotic songs. (Thankfully, we didn't hear Lee Greenwood's "Proud to Be an American," which I never have to hear again because it's kind of annoying to me, which I say with all due respect to my wife who loves the song). At about five minutes to 10 o'clock, they played a nice rendition of "The Star Spangled Banner," which was apparently supposed to be the finale because after it was over (and after I said "Play ball" which caused Nicole to chuckle), the announcer came on to say thanks for listening, drive safe, etc. followed by a forgettable 80's song.

However, the fireworks continued for another twenty minutes. That's right, folks: not 30 seconds, not one minute, but a third of an hour after the music was over, the fireworks finally ended.

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At July 7, 2007 at 12:49:00 AM CDT, Blogger Jana Swartwood said...

Well...there are worse things.

 

At July 12, 2007 at 1:19:00 AM CDT, Blogger h-i-p said...

Hi Stan! I skimmed the blogs on this page, my comments follow: 1) How in the world did you escape from "I'm proud to be an American"?! I think i heard it about 4 times on the 4th!! 2) Your story about the pelican is funny. Seriously. I miss you! 3) Spending a night alone from your spouse: the first time, or any time really. Isn't it strange how quickly we forget that we spent the latter part of our lives as single people in a single bed? How quickly we forget...

 

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