'Tis the Season

For...

YELLOW SNOW!

Grossssssss......

'Nuff said.

The Porch Pig

In more than one blog entry over the past year, I have poked fun of statuary depicting animals as people.

Now...I am a proud owner of such an object d'art, thanks to my dear friends, Steve and Jarvis.

They trash picked this little gem for me. I am so touched.

I know own a pig wearing chef's clothes. And he's on my front porch for the world to enjoy.

Can it get any better?

Guess Who Came to Christmas Dinner..

This, er, um, attractive lady.

My friend and neighbor Lisa just sent me this pic. Apparently her friend's husband collects these "people" and decorates with them on a seasonal basis.

This particular woman sits at their dining room table during the holidays. Others stand sentinel in other rooms of the house.

And, apparently, come summer, another "old lady" and her bikini-clad friend catch rays by the couple's pool.

I can see another blog in the works in about six months. Can't you?

Restaurant Love

Call me a curmudegeon or an anti-romantic soul or what you may, but I hate watching people intimately caress and fondle one another in public. Especially when I'm trying to eat.

This couple was all over each other last night at dinner. Or rather she was all over him. She was rubbing his head. Toying with his ear. Caressing his shoulder. Sliding her hand up and down his back. Stroking his cheek. Giving him little kisses. She would take a bite of food and get right back to it.

They might have done better with a private room and room service than a Saturday night out with friends, whom, I might add, weren't the rampant PDA sort.

I wonder what they thought about the whole over-the-top display?

For the Hopeless Slackass...

For the fisherman, boaters and swimmers who can't manage to wade over to the boat or to shore to enjoy a tall cold one.

The BIG BOBBER.

Cheesy name. Cheesy design. And...IT FLOATS, delivering the promise that your Bud Lights won't sink while you're hoping to make that big catch.

For some reason, I find all of this hilarious.

Although I do know a few people who probably wish they had one.

Sham Wow! Sham Now!

Ok...for months I've watched that weird, Bill The Cat-like guy pushing those magic Sham Wow cloths on TV and have wondered who would buy them.

Now I know. Mary. My best friend since the 8th grade.

Today, while we were perusing Bed Bath & Beyond, we started mocking the Sham Wow guy. And then, before I knew it, she tossed a box in her cart.

I figured I should memorialize the special moment.

I ain't never seen no one buy themselfs a Sham Wow before...

Oh and can anyone explain why this guy always has on his wireless mic? Even on the box?

Nap Time

Oh to be young and carefree again...so carefree that I wouldn't care if I caught up on a few missing Zzzzzs in public. Say, in the orthopedic surgeon's waiting room?

And when I say Zzzzzs, I'm not joking. This kid could probably win a pro snoring competition. Seriously.

In retrospect, I wish I had used the camcorder setting on the phone so ya'll could enjoy the full experience of the moment...with the appropriate soundtrack.

It would have added a new dimension to this post...and this humble blog.

Hmmm...not a bad idea for future consideration. Not bad at all...