My current favorite commercial...

 

It's short, simple and it speaks right to your heart. I may not agree with the ideals (I would totally still eat that off the ground), but that's neither here nor there.

 

Apparently, this is part of a series of ads that follow these 2 and 3 others on a road trip (yes, in that awesome car behind them).

 

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200709.30 - A ceremonial musical instrument. Not much is known about its origin or history except that it is sounded to herald the commencement of the consumption a large meal or an unhealthy candy alternative to a meal.

 

Tags: feast, Snickers, feasting horn, commercial

I bought a welcome mat today at Target. When I saw it I thought it strange that they'd sell this particular one in Florida. It took about 1 second for the absurdity and utter lack of relevance of it all to instantly appeal to me.

Have a look:

 

Today it was 91°F (~33°C) at around 6pm. At no time during this day or days for a long time did anybody in this town walk outside and say "Brrr!!" (Technically, the word they would say is 'brr'...2 Rs...as that is a legitimate word. And yes, you can use it in Scrabble)

But I love it. It makes no sense, but why should it? People step on it, they wipe their feet on it. Nobody is going to approach my door, look down, and say, "What? It doesn't snow in Florida! I'm leaving..." If anything, it'll be a nice conversation piece.

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Hitchhiker's Guide Entry> Snowmen

200709.29 - A snowman is an inanimate figure consisting mainly of packed snow. There are tales and myths about snowmen coming to life, but such stories are entirely false. This is proven by this point: were a bald, fat, legless being were to snap into existence wearing only a scarf and a hat, the barrage of embarrassment and shame would lead to immediate regret and force him to realize he was much better off as a nonliving, smiling piece of ice in the first place.

 

Tags: welcome, mat, snowman, Target

 

While they are out of town, they're getting their house repiped. Out with the old, leaky copper...in with the new PVC.

My dad asked me if I could coordinate the effort and be around the house while the plumbers were there.

OK, no problem. At the least, it's a day off of work (I work with my dad).

 

Tuesdays and Thursdays are my days I wake up early to go to the gym at 6. So I get to the house at around 7. The plumbers would be there at around 8, so I had an hour to start moving stuff around. I had to move some bureaus and desks to allow access to the pipes...basically continuing my workout to include sliding and shimmying furniture.

 

We do much of our carpentry work out of my dad's garage, and he likes to keep things. Well, it's more like he doesn't like throwing things away. So I had to make some room in the garage. Thankfully, my generation grew up on Tetris and other video games, so I take pride in my stacking and micromanaging abilities. After all the big stuff was cleared out of the way, I got to work unloading the stuff from the under the counters. It was at this point when I decided I would immortalize my boring day with a blog post.

 

First bathroom. Two giant stacks of towels, I think there may've been about 25, as well as few bottles of some kind of cleaner. So far we're still on the normal side.

 

Kitchen. My mom has stocked up on Saran Wrap, generic aluminum foil and plastic ziploc bags. If Florida snapped off the continent and we were seperated from civilization, we'd have enough foil and plastic wrap and ziploc bags to last for 20 years.

 

Master bathroom. I don't think they ever use the stuff under their sinks in their bathroom. It was a glimpse into an eventuality that we'll all see, perhaps even now. A collection of items and products you only use once, maybe a few times, and then put it under your sink. Along with that were some things my dad bought. I know my dad bought them because they were dollar store generic.

 

Life would be much less interesting without the little things like that, though. Another example is in my parents' lanai (front porch, whatever you want to call it). Just outside the front door is a single basket with a scant amount of fake flowers sitting in it. Not only is there a spare key obviously hiding under the flowers, there's a small flashlight in there as well.

But that's my mom, you gotta love her. Well...you don't technically have to, but if you knew her, you probably would.

 

And now I love my parents even more because their water works again, so I can use the bathroom or whatever when I'm there. There is more, but the next half of that day will have to wait till another post...this one is getting a little lengthy.

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200709.08 - A Dollar Store is a public commercial establishment where everything is one dollar. Or more. It's generally advisable to avoid Dollar Stores when possible. If you must have 2 bags of Orange Slices (2 for $1!) or a can of Treet, use caution while in the store. And never take a shopping cart, no matter how small it is.