I am laughing so hard that I’m crying. My sides hurt. Please, make it stop, Sleep Talkin’ Man!
“Flap’s on fire. Your flap’s on fire! Chili in the vagiiiiina. I’m a bad bad boy.”
“Don’t… Don’t put the noodles and the dumplings together in the boat. They’ll fight! The noodles are bullies. Poor dumplings.”
“Oompa loompas don’t sing in heaven. They tidy up the clouds.”
“Legs time! Everybody get your legs!”
“Please just walk away. I don’t want to have to stand here and say something so awesome that I’ll have to remember it the rest of the day. Thank you!”
“You can stop clapping now if you want. Really. You’ll need your energy for cheering me later. Shhhhhhhh. shhhhhhhh.”
[yelled upon waking] “COCK HUNTER!”
I’m sorry for introducing you all to Globe Trotter. I’m addicted. This is the best I’ve done so far. How about you?
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One of the reasons I switched to WordPress is the mobile version of the blog. I clicked a link to someone’s blog on my iPhone the other day and was completely surprised when I found a really nice view similar to this:
I really liked how simple it was, and cut down on the loading time.
After four years, I decided that it was finally time to register my own domain: cowpuppyranch.com. And since I have a new domain, I thought that I would test out a new blog service as well, so say hello to WordPress, and let me know what you think.
And don’t forget to update your RSS links at the bottom of the sidebar!
I just read @simX’s response to @Arclite’s post about smoking bans. @simX likes the smoking bans and states a lot of research; @Arclite thinks they are as ridiculous as having to put ““WARNING! HOT!” labels on hot coffee, which I agree is ridiculous. Here are my thoughts as an involuntary, 18-year, second-hand smoker.
Restaurant hostesses used to ask, “Smoking or Non-Smoking” and then seat you at a table just two tables away from a smoker. This is equivalent to having drunk driving lanes designated on all roads. There would be no separation between the drunk driving lane and the sober lane except for a white dotted line. And the sober drivers would sometimes have to cross through the drunk driving lane to get to the sober lane.
@Archlite says, “If you’re dumb enough to constantly expose yourself to a smoking environment, that’s your fault. You should know better.” Well, I do know better, but where was I supposed to go? If you really think that a child has a choice about second-hand smoke, then think again. Growing up in a town of 4,000 people, there were no restaurants that were non-smoking, so was I never supposed to go out to eat? When I was old enough to drink, there were no smoke-free bars. The only smoke-free restaurants then were fast food chains. Sure, some restaurants tried to separate smoking sections, but it was never enough.
Regardless of whether I choose to go to a smoking establishment, the bigger problem is that every business that allows smoking puts all their employees at risk for lung cancer. And yes, the argument can be made that the employees are choosing to work in an unhealthy environment, but anyone who has lived in a small town (or lives anywhere right now) knows that jobs are scarce and you take whatever you can find so you can put food on the table and shoes on your feet. I don’t know a single parent who would turn down a job that would endanger their own health if it was going to mean their child was going to starve. So yes, they have a choice, but the people who work with asbestos, and in coal mines, and around toxic fumes are provided with safety equipment. So maybe waitstaff and bartenders and bowling alley attendants should be required to wear masks while working? And how many of those in the service industry have decent health care coverage for when they do get lung cancer?
We have to have smoking bans because people don’t always make responsible choices for themselves, their children, or their employees.
It seems that Curious George and Theodore Bear are at it again. Find links to their blogs in the sidebar.
Seriously people, I know you keep asking for them to come back, but you have no idea how psychologically taxing it is to write in the voice of a stuffed animal. This is probably going on my permanent record!
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I’m starting a new blog today. “¿Cómo say what?” is at http://como-say-what.blogspot.com. I want to collect misinterpretations. What did you mishear or misunderstand. How did you interpret something in an unintended way?
Send me your stories!