Mental Detritus

Thursday, May 6, 2010
I actually managed to sleep last night without struggling with insomnia. Yay! But I'm still trying to plow through the 4,587,289 hours of mandatory training I have on my plate. Boo!

The result is a case of mushy brain. A brain like overcooked cauliflower. I'm still trying to determine if that's better or worse than Broccoli Brain. I'm thinking whichever one has the lowest drool factor.

In any event, today you get my mental detritus rather than any scintillating political analysis or social commentary.

There's more than one way to skin a pole

There's a new business in the strip mall near our house. It's one of those pole-dancing-as-exercise-and-self-esteem-enhancement places, and it's called "Mile High Pole Club." (Insert obvious and tired sex joke here). Now I have no intention of patronizing this establishment, but not because I have any issue with their activities, their business model or their customers. The simple fact of the matter is that if I were to attempt such an activity, there's no doubt in my mind that I would end up braining myself either on the floor or on the pole. Given that fact, I'll be sticking with the Evil Machine of Torture.

Don't you wish you were graceful and sophisticated like me?

Black holes FTW!

The winner of the LEGENDARY ADDRESS LABEL CONTEST IS...Anne! Her suggestion that I really should be using an image of a black hole as homage to the freeze-dried whack-a-loon's who believed (still believe) the LHC would (will) create black holes that would swallow the planet, oh noes. Here's the image I selected:


Anne is receiving a FABULOUS PRIZE. A FABULOUS PRIZE from BonBon Bars! The rest of you can commence your envy. Or you can go to the web site and order your own fabulous confections. I'm quite sure Nina would appreciate it.

Hey! Cute shoes!

I've been looking for some shoes to wear with jeans. I don't typically like to wear athletic shoes with jeans, and I'm getting a little bored with my Dansko's. So I've been looking and looking. I did find one pair I just loved, but I needed a size 39.5, which (of course), Josef Seibel doesn't make, the narrow minded bastards. So I kept looking. And while I was perusing the aisles of one of my favorite stores, DSW, I came across these:


Totally not what I had in mind, but really - so cute! I'll re-institute the search for leather shoes for jeans in the fall, when the choices might be better due to them actually being in season. But really - how can you go wrong with rubber toed canvas tennies? Just looking at them makes me laugh and laugh. Although that could be the broccoli brain talking.

Put him in a barrel and feed him through the bunghole

Don't you wish you could just put Joe Lieberman in a barrel and feed him through the bunghole? Seriously - "The Terrorism Expatriation Act?" REALLY, Joe? Is there no depth you won't stoop to in order to get your name in the paper? What a tool.

Have a nice Thursday, Hot Chicks and Smart Men. It's back to salt mines of my 4,587,289 hours of mandatory training for me. Send help.

5 comments:

mom in northern said...

Like the image..
Good for Anne

The Mechanicky Gal said...

I do like the sneakers! I, too am always on the lookout for comfortable shoes that are NOT big clunky sneakers. I have a pair of gray and sparkly-swooshed Pumas now.
VERY sparkly. (courtesy of Famous Footwear)
Yet subdued enough for a mature gal.
Must go to DSW!

Anne C. said...

Glad you liked the idea, hon. It seemed to me to hit several of your interests - science, space, and a "gravitation" (wakka wakka) towards inciting whackaloons - all at the same time.

I miss you and I need a pedi in the near future. Trying to hold out til Jeri comes!

WendyB_09 said...

On that last subject:
Hey, Joe...WTF???

Do like the black hole for the label.

I've to hit DSW soon myself. Current sneaks are about to fall off my feet and are starting to create achy feet instead of relieve them.

The Mechanicky Gal said...

Commenting to see MY new pic...