Tuesday, December 21, 2010

A Run-on Night


Ever have one of those nights where you toss and turn, and you can't fall asleep, then around 2:30am you finally start to drift off, and then your Golden Retriever decides it would be a grand time to go out in the rain to do her business, and you go outside with her to make sure she doesn't dig up your flower beds in the process of saying "Hi" to the neighbor dog, and in spite of the umbrella you get some big raindrops hitting your body leaving you wide awake, and also chilling your body enough that you decide to stay out of bed for a little bit to make sure you reach something approaching room temperature so that you don't give your loved one thermal shock under the covers, which gives you the opportunity to check out Amazon for last minute gift ideas, and you find an incredible deal on a Roku box with free one day shipping so you go ahead and get one because you know they are really cool and your family will be happy to have one, and since you're here anyway you go ahead and replenish your stock of Tassimo disks for the office because you're hopelessly addicted to coffee, and as you're checking your Amazon confirmation email you realize that a general clean-up of your email inbox is way overdue, and in your email is some spam offering to sell you an authentic "Rolleks" watch, which makes you look at the clock on the wall, and suddenly you realize that even though you are finally getting a little sleepy it's now 4:30am and you can't possibly go to sleep now and expect the alarm to wake you up in time for the very busy day you are expecting at work today, so you hop on to Blogger and tap out a post to elicit not sympathy, but rather some empathy with your situation, only to realize that, most likely, no one will read your post?

Yeah, I just had one of those nights too!

I better go make some coffee!

Sunday, December 12, 2010

Why Al Qaeda Hates Us #37


A continuing informational series by the publishers of "To Be Perfectly Frank."

This entry in the "Why Al Qaeda Hates Us" series is particularly troublesome. Unlike #1, Paris Hilton, with whom you can simply turn off the TV; or #23, Oakland Raider Fans, to whom you can simply hand a non-screw top beer bottle and they're effectively out of commission for 20-30 minutes while they figure things out, with #37 an encounter usually presents itself suddenly and without mechanism for mitigation.
#37 is really a head scratcher, because along with being an assault on your sensibilities it leaves a person wondering "what were they thinking?" #37 attacks without warning, and can leave a parent very uncomfortable questions to answer.
An encounter with #37 usually unfolds like this:

The setting is a family sedan or mini-van on a under-engineered overcrowded 2-lane highway (imagine the 76 between I-15 and Olive Hill Road.)

Mom: "Oh No!'

Son: "What's up mom?"

Daughter: "Mommy?"

Dad: "Hush guys! I'm listening to Leo Laporte!"

Mom: "Close your eyes, kids!"

Son: "What's up ?!?!"

Mom: "Frank open your eyes!"

(Dad opens his eyes and gets back on his side of the road.)

Daughter: "Can we get Chicken McNuggets™?"

(Son now notices what's bothering mom.)
Son: "Bwahahaha that truck has Balls!"

Daughter: "DADDY, I'M SCARED!"

The rest is far to gruesome to share here. But yes, what we're talking about is entry #37 in why Al Qaeda hates us.
Truck Nutz
(I'll let that sink in a little bit)

Yes, Truck Nutz

Available in both natural flesh tones, and in brass (get it?) these fake (an appropriate euphemism escapes me at the moment - fill in your own) attach to the unused trailer hitch of your vehicle and endows the vehicle with (again insert your own euphemism.)
What thought process goes into the decision to place these things on your vehicle? The following picture underscores the notion that most likely none at all because of the driver's inability to drum up a sober thought.



In my research for this post I was amazed at the amount of crossover between people showing up in Truck Nutz pictures and showing up on the http://www.peopleofwalmart.com/ website.

When I was a kid this was the picture of America's Mom & Dad's

Unfortunately for far too many this is mom and dad now:

And that is another reason Al Qaeda hates us.
FA