As luck would have it, my mother saved my baby shoes all these years. I must have been a lazy baby! They look like new! Why aren’t the toes scuffed up?
I think someone is messing with my head- I keep finding this owl in different places, now he is nesting in the box above the toilet. He was supposed to be a clever way to store Q-tips, I think. In my younger days I would have used him for Tootsie Pops, but I can’t have… >Read More
Lisa seems to be saying “You’re wearing the wrong shoes!” – but Teresa is all “You do what you want! I’m getting me some eggs!”
Teresa’s mother, Carol. On the back of the photo she wrote, “me at 15″. I’m going to go out on a limb here and surmise that she was fixing to go to a costume party of some sort.
It was the summer of 2012, and I was driving an old Ford Explorer that got 18 mpg. This is what we had to contend with at the pump, in case you forgot. Remember driving around for the best price? I am sure it will return someday. The only reason the prices are depressed is… >Read More
I found this little roadrunner novelty souvenir at a thrift store a while back. He’s a cute little guy… just a little roadrunner doll, made in Japan. At least, I hope it’s just a doll. I can’t imagine capturing and going through whatever the taxidermy process is on a baby roadrunner, would be economical.… >Read More
When I worked at Radio Shack many, many years ago, the manager would insist on playing Manheim Steamroller holiday music, he thought it was a good way to “demonstrate the superior quality of Realistic brand audio products” or some such nonsense. As soon as he would go somewhere, I would switch to some crappy novelty… >Read More
Things I am glad I did not win on Listia This W.C. Fields battery tester. I understand that the company has the made-up word “Noveltronics” in the name, but come on, all it does is test batteries, good/bad based on whether his nose lights up. Maybe they couldn’t get the rights to the guy from… >Read More
Whenever I go to a hardware or auto-supply store, I try to avoid the young people who are still learning the ropes. Instead I seek out the cranky old guy, who always resembles Popeye; actually in this case, Mike from “Breaking Bad”. I call him the COG (Crabby Old Guy). The chain store I went… >Read More
A guy at work was showing me his multi-monitor computer setup, and I thought it was nifty. But I didn’t want to buy another monitor, so I sort of dismissed the idea. Later I remembered that there was an old VGA monitor in Daphne’s room. We had gotten it from the freecycle list years ago,… >Read More