This started out as a drawing of regular glasses, but somehow just got out of hand.
Archive for April, 2010
A few years ago I had to have a mole removed from my shoulder. There was a very large man in the waiting room. Very large. He was wearing the biggest and dirtiest pair of overalls ever and spitting tobacco juice into a soda can. Not exactly the ideal waiting room companion. I tried to avoid eye contact, but he still spoke to me.
He said, “I hate the radio. That music has too much &@$#ing bad language.”
What do you say to someone who uses foul language to complain about swearing? I’m not sure because before I could say anything he followed up with…
“I only listen to opera. It’s way classy.”
Who knew the waiting room would be more painful than the minor surgery I was waiting for.
Remember when french fries and french toast were renamed “freedom fries” and “freedom toast?” It seemed silly, but there was actually a precedent. During World War I we renamed German Measles as “Liberty Measles.”
I can see wanting to stake a claim on something as tasty as french freedom fries, but wouldn’t it have made more sense to go ahead and blame the Germans for Rubella?
Personally, I don’t wear ties very often. I only wear them for weddings or funerals. Odd that these two events are at opposite ends of the social spectrum, but they have the exact same dress code. Hmmm.
I own two ties. I actually only ever wear one of them because the other is very ugly. I should give the ugly one away, but I can’t. I’m not sure why. It could be many reasons, but I think it could be because I need the illusion of choice. Obviously I’ll never really wear the ugly tie, but as long as it is in the closet I could. Especially if I ever wear the really ugly shirt that also lives in the closet.