Random amusing stuff
Wednesday, 27 April 2016 11:58 pm[Originally posted elsewhere May 27, 2007]
I'm not on anything; I'm just feeling really good for no particular reason. Well, maybe one particular reason: I've gotten a real handle on the WIP [The Roadhouse Blues series], which was a mess just a few days ago. Today it's nearly done, except for some research (what they're having for dinner). [This was a severe over-estimation.]
And today I was doing a little research on flavored lube and I ran across this: Sliquid Swirl flavored lubes
Which I read as Squid Swirl flavored lube. Now, I like calamari as much as the next girl but I wouldn't use squid flavored lube. (Actually, I blame this misreading on my mother and the Detroit Redwings. My mother's a little obsessed with the tradition of fans throwing an octopus on the ice during Redwings playoff games; she's been asking everyone she knows if they know the fans do this. It's pretty hilarious. So naturally I have squid on the brain. So to speak.)
Also there was the commercial for planting more trees in Indiana. They showed various politicians planting trees—well, you know, turning over the first, ceremonial shovelful of dirt before turning the real work over to the real workers—and the voiceover guy talked about how important it is to have lots of trees, how it's good for the environment, and how trees prevent crime—
Wait, what? How do trees prevent crime?
I've seen the commercial again, and they do say that, but they don't explain it. Crime-fighting trees. I keep picturing my chokecherry tree in a cape.
I'm not on anything; I'm just feeling really good for no particular reason. Well, maybe one particular reason: I've gotten a real handle on the WIP [The Roadhouse Blues series], which was a mess just a few days ago. Today it's nearly done, except for some research (what they're having for dinner). [This was a severe over-estimation.]
And today I was doing a little research on flavored lube and I ran across this: Sliquid Swirl flavored lubes
Which I read as Squid Swirl flavored lube. Now, I like calamari as much as the next girl but I wouldn't use squid flavored lube. (Actually, I blame this misreading on my mother and the Detroit Redwings. My mother's a little obsessed with the tradition of fans throwing an octopus on the ice during Redwings playoff games; she's been asking everyone she knows if they know the fans do this. It's pretty hilarious. So naturally I have squid on the brain. So to speak.)
Also there was the commercial for planting more trees in Indiana. They showed various politicians planting trees—well, you know, turning over the first, ceremonial shovelful of dirt before turning the real work over to the real workers—and the voiceover guy talked about how important it is to have lots of trees, how it's good for the environment, and how trees prevent crime—
Wait, what? How do trees prevent crime?
I've seen the commercial again, and they do say that, but they don't explain it. Crime-fighting trees. I keep picturing my chokecherry tree in a cape.