Throwing Little Thought Pebbles at Your Windshield Since 1996
Saw this at the mall last night when I was running an errand. Hard to tell if it was coming or going, but I assume it’s up for the Mother’s Day crowd.
For the record, I do not want to go to a mall parking lot carnival for Mother’s Day. Sure, I’m a fan of mall parking lot carnivals in general, but not for Mother’s Day. Those are for Father’s Day.
I need a cable to hook up a peripheral to my Mac, and so I went to Best Buy to look for one. (I bought one last year, according to Amazon which tells you on what date you ordered something even if it was a jillion years ago, but I couldn’t tell you where it is to save my life.)
They had two. One was 52 bucks (uh, no thanks, I saw them for ten bucks on Amazon) and the other was 32. Junior told me to just get the $32 one (I had a $5 coupon, but still…) but the guy who found it for me pointed out that the reason it was so expensive was because it was fourteen feet long. Okay, picture a laptop, and picture something you want to connect to it, like, say, a camera. Do you have any need at all for a 14 foot cable? Because I don’t.
So I don’t have a cable yet, but I hear you can get one on Amazon for $10, and the only problem is that it disappears into the void at your house after a while.
It’s my official 2nd day of being an Utter Wonder Hall of Famer. Things are still going exceedingly well in the Hall of Famer department. I had no idea what it was like to be a Hall of Famer, I mean, it’s like all of a sudden my life was converted to HD when it used to be just normal regular TV. You don’t really know what you’re missing until you get that HD TV, and then you scorn the people who are still living with the technology of the 60s and 70s.
That’s what it’s like being me.
I highly recommend you all become Hall of Famers so that we can start getting together on the 2nd Wednesday of the month for a luncheon. (That’s a good word, isn’t it? Luncheon. Not just a sandwich and a drink, it’s a luncheon, because special people don’t just eat lunch. They attend luncheons.
One of you will have to be the guest speaker, though, because I’m going to be busy trying to eat my lunch. Luncheon. Sorry, still not used to all this.
Okay, all the cool kids probably knew this, but I’m a Hall of Famer. I’m a rock star. I’m a goodness-to-gracious web celeb. CMonks added me to his Hall of Fame over at Utter Wonder today.
This is the moment I’ve been dreaming of ever since I realized that you can’t be Miss America if you are older than 30 and have been married for 15 years. Well, I hit 15 years in 2 weeks, but you get my point.
I said to myself, “Self, if you can’t be Miss America, or be one of the kids who gets to be on the box of Kraft Macaroni and Cheese, you could at least be in the Hall of Fame at Utter Wonder because he has absolutely no requirements other than that you ask. And I can do that! I’m a good asker!”
So there I am.
And for the record, I do like dolphins. They are cool. Not as cool as rhinos, but hey, what is?
I’m more than a little bummed the past couple of days. (What day is this? Saturday? Okay, that’s good.) Thursday night at Junior’s Little League game he hit a GRAND SLAM, the first in his life (hell, he hasn’t even hit a home run before now) and I did not capture the moment on film. Or on computer chip. For the first time, I’m REALLY mad that my good video camera is broken and that I haven’t been able to replace it. I mean, what if he never hits another grand slam? My parents weren’t able to make the game and I won’t be able to share the moment with them. And trust me, they’ve been to enough games where we’ve all had to say “good try” to him because prior to this year his mad baseball skillz were, well, lacking. He had none. He had a lot of heart and loved to play, but well, never quite pulled it off. He couldn’t hit and he couldn’t catch. But now, he hits everything and his glove is a baseball magnet. (In addition to the grand slam he also hit a double, for 5 RBIs on the night) I think you should all put him on your fantasy baseball watch list cause he’s gonna rock the big leagues.
But I can’t show it to you because I don’t have a video camera. Grrrrr.
