Some days, they just open their mouths and gold falls out. Gold. That was courtesy of my five year old. He made me so proud I cried a little.
I wasn't planning on posting today, but I wanted to thank everybody for their support and advice yesterday, that definitely started my day on a high note. And thanks to those who even emailed me with suggestions and links. I appreciate all the effort on what could really just be a bunch of crap. Before I go too overboard on singing your praises though, I should point out that an overwhelming majority of you either congratulated me on killing a clown over New Year's and many actually offered advice on disposing the body. Others totally disregarded the dead body and were more impressed that I let my wife sleep in and made her coffee. Instead of wondering how I blindly lucked into having you follow me, I've come to the conclusion that you've all been committed to the same asylum but have behaved well enough to get limited internet access. Keep taking your meds, kids! Don't be afraid to speak up in your group sessions.
And for the record, I never said I killed the clown. Thanks for your assumptions.
Ok, because this post is in danger of having an actual point, let's jump the rails.
Since New Year's I've read an amazing number of posts referring to vibrators or dildos. In fact, the last post I read before starting this was The Wise(Young)Mommy where Petra made mention of not having mentioned them. So, for the woman who has everything...
Next, People Who Deserve It. As soon as I saw it I thought of a post from Keely at the Un-Mom about some cow who bitched her way into a free dessert and then bitched about that too.
Found both of those on kottke.
Ok, a little programming news. Friday pics. I was inspired by Ryan over at Pacing the Panic Room who recently did a photo post inviting people to send in pictures of their dead Christmas trees. Not only does his look way better than mine, he gave people a few weeks to send their photos in which I think is a lot better than my one week deadline. I should probably link back to last year's Friday pics, but I think I've linked enough. You're family, go look for yourself.
So, my next Friday pic post, as per some back and forth with (one more link) the Man of Steel himself over at Clark Kent's Lunchbox, tattoos. I know a great many of you have them and I want to see them. I'll show you mine if you show me yours. Embarrassed? I'll post them anonymously if you're a little shy, just send them. Don't have one but your spouse/boyfriend/girlfriend/life partner has does? I'll take that too. Whatever, just send me some ink.
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