More dreams for 2050

Speaking of the future, I would really like to see a revolution in transportation during my lifetime.  Think about how crazy it would have been to ride in one of the first cars (which they called “the machine”) or on one of the first airplanes (which they probably also called “the machine)!  I wouldn’t mind being old and behind the times if it meant there was some really cool invention for me to be bad at learning how to use. 

In my ideal world this invention would be mini-airplanes that replace cars and we all drive around on sky highways.  Sadly, everyone I know tells me that this isn’t going to happen in my lifetime (dammit!)  So instead I’m just holding on and hoping that the invention of my lifetime wasn’t the Segway.  

Though I was a total natural at it:

Quick Tip:Interested in being ridiculed all day? Go rent a Segway!

 

6/6/06 and 6/6/66

I was speaking with a friend the other day and the date June 6, 2006 came up.  It turns out I didn’t even notice the date 6/6/06!  I should have been casting spells or some  nonsense, but instead I was working and probably just doing ”stuff”.

My next chance for an evil date is nearly 60 years from now (6/6/66).  There isn’t really a good way to remind yourself of something that is going to happen in 58 years… will I still have the same cell phone or wall calendar?  Will Gmail even exist?  Even if I do remember (and at 82 I’ll be lucky to remember anything) I’m not sure what shenanigans I’ll be able to get myself into.  Do eighty-somethings throw theme-parties?

At least I have a while to figure it out.

 

 

If the zoo does it, I can too

There is a mouse in my house. 

He’s a bold little rodent.  If you leave the kitchen for just a few minutes you can pop back in and find him mousing around the place.  The other night he even kept us up by chewing on stuff (hopefully Ben’s) behind the bed. 

A mouse in the house calls for serious action, which is why I’m launching the May 2009 Mouse Naming Challenge!  I can’t go on co-habiting with a creature who’s name I don’t even know… so I want you to send me some suggested names for this little creature.  The contest will remain open until the best name is found! 

In the meantime we are calling him “The Baron”.

 

My own Freaky Friday

I would wake up in my parents house (weird!) and be totally grossed out by being in bed with my dad (Aahh!)  I would quickly realize that something was wrong as I stumble around seeing nothing at all.  (My joints hurt!) I’d find some huge glasses, put them on and see myself in the mirror (whoa!)  It’s Friday and I’ve traded places with my mom!

The rest of the day would be pretty sweet.  I’d get to sit around all day and watch TV.  Maybe I’d go golfing with my free seniors membership!  Or go shopping with a seniors discount!  I’d get to hang out with my dad, go to Chili’s, see my sister.  Man…. that would be a great day.

 

“Sad Dogs” – or “Banned Pups” – or “Extradited Hounds” .com

I think that pictures of sad dogs looking at “No Dogs Allowed” signs would make a great website.  I send this idea out to the etherweb in hopes that you develop it and I can look at it.

Only sadder!

 

Vacation Episode 4: The deepest wish

I hope this ship crashes into a beautiful island and I’m forced to never go home again.  But everyone is OK and there’s clean water and lots of food and stuff.

Oh, and the performers still give shows at night.

 

Don’t let this V Day turn into a VD day

Happy Valentine’s Day from the American PSA association!

 

Finally, a movie for kids AND their dads!

 

Finding a soul/room -mate

I came across this craigslist post by “John”, who seems like he has a pretty good plan for finding a live-in girlfriend:

$800 room for rent in private house females only

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Reply to: hous28292450@craigslist.org
Date: 2008-04-02, 9:52PM EDTprivate room for rent in house . all utilities included . call john at 5167055 for further details. ____________________________________________________________

I had friends recently who put up an available room and asked people to “Tell us about yourself!” Responses were fairly pandering and cautious. Things like “I party just enough, but not too much!” and that I’m “as clean as you guys are ” were made to provide no other insight into a person’s personality than their eagerness to please.I was unimpressed. I say if you’re going to be moving in with somebody you need to throw it all out there and really let people know what they’re getting. So, here it is, my apartment personal ad:

Hello –

I’m currently seeking a hypothetical apartment. I’m a pretty relaxed roommate, but don’t eat too much of my food. If anything, I’m kind of hoping you eat entirely different food than me so that we don’t need to worry about who-bought / ate what. Speaking of the kitchen, I’m not at all anal about dishes – I tend not to do my dishes for 2, sometimes 3 weeks at a time, so no worries there. Do I ‘party?’ Well, I wouldn’t describe myself as a partier. I’m more of a bowler really, though if you like to have parties that’s ok too – I’ll probably attend them for a little while. Anyhow, let me know what you think. Also, I come with a 46″ HD TV & a Wii.

- Joanna