I'm a sucker for free samples. Sometimes, I'll remove clothing so I can get a second pass-by.
Today I hit that dreaded thing called 'things you think are tasty, but aren't.' It was strawberries covered in some fake sugar that comes from plants. I know what sugar tastes like, and this did not taste like sugar. The woman giving the free sample was saying that this fake sugar didn't have a bad aftertaste, and I had to resist saying "no, it does." It had a bad before taste, it had a bad during taste, and it had a bad aftertaste. And these were all different tastes. This was like a neopolitan ice cream of suck.
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Monday, June 21, 2010
Everybody panic!
According to the predictions of 24/7 Wall st. Reader's Digest may not have much of a future left. Instead, it will be broken up into several smaller magazines; Questionable advice, Things that are only sort of funny, Books you can't be bothered to read all of, and OMG CRIME COULD HAPPEN TO YOU.
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Google Reader is making me fat
90% of the posts I save with the label 'food' are desserts. Then again, I judge cookbooks by that same section. I should just relabel that tag 'butterlicious' and stop fooling myself.
Labels:
food and thought
Friday, June 11, 2010
Yet another genuinely creepy thing on the bus
In El Salvador, two men dressed as clowns murdered a man on the bus. As though being murdered by the single most annoying/scary thing, on the most annoying/scary form of public transportation wasn't bad enough. Apparently, clowns regularly perform on busses in San Salvador.
Much as I hate riding the bus, at least LA's public transportation system doesn't have these.
Much as I hate riding the bus, at least LA's public transportation system doesn't have these.
Labels:
california,
creepy,
What's right with America
Monday, June 7, 2010
RIP back mole: (??? - 2010)
Went to the dermatologist today to get this mole on my back checked out. It might have been cancerous, so they did a biopsy on it. I'm not worried at all. I actually think the whole thing is amusing. Especially the lidocaine they gave me to numb the pain. I almost asked the doctor to punch me in that area to see if I could feel it.
Really the biggest disappointment is that all I got for my trouble was a bandaid. A 5 cent bandaid. The least they could have done was give me a lollypop or some stickers or something.
Really the biggest disappointment is that all I got for my trouble was a bandaid. A 5 cent bandaid. The least they could have done was give me a lollypop or some stickers or something.
Labels:
cheating death,
me
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