Friday, December 09, 2005

It's Friday, You Know What That Means...

Originally uploaded by baranpower.
Skiles Face! While the Bulls did break their losing streak, there is enough Skiles Face to go around. Starting with:

My co-worker who HONKED at me yesterday at a light, even though it was the huge Crown Vic in front of me who was holding up business. Better yet, she figured out it was me and was all "I totally wasn't honking at you!" Yeah right! I'll remember that. The Skiles Face holds my grudges so tight that if they were a candy cane the red & white would be all over the Skiles Face's sweaty palms.

Traffic. Traffic gets the Skiles Face.

Smoking Ban - what the heck was that all about? So, smoking is banned, in like, 2 years, just enough time for air filtration companies to make big bags of money off of taverns who want to continue to allow smoking. One of the stories actually said "Smoking is still allowed in private residences." Well, duh. Smoking Ban, you get the Skiles Face.

Have a snowman-filled weekend! If we had a front yard, I would sculpt a snowman with one stick arm touching his carrot nose in disgust.

Wednesday, December 07, 2005

What's Up, Blog World...

What is scary to me is when the blog world and the real life work-go-home-buy-a-big-game-ticket world collide. I work with some Gapers Block folks, and last night I could have sworn that Justin was in front of me at the Kwik Pick on Ashland, complaining about the high price of Folger's coffee. It's the packaging, that's where they get you.

Speaking of the real life world, my new job is kicking my ASS. And the holidays are coming! Whee! World Wide Internet, what is my free shipping deadline? That is what I ask.

I went to the Wal Mart in Antioch with my sister on Sunday, after watching her kids. I must admit, it is a small town in itself. She drove my brother-in-law's car into a bay, and had the oil changed as she shopped. I bought a pretty cool scrub brush for the floor, which means The Man is $5 richer. But, I love scrubbing! Too bad that I never have time to scrub. So if you come over and the floor is not scrubbed to a fine gleam, it's because I just don't have time. Don't judge me. It will be scrubbed for the party, I guarantee it. But not if you just stop by or something.

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