If I had a
If I had a marketing department, I’d bitch about it. But I don’t. The most marketing we do is a yellow pages ad. Ha!
Here’s a question for those of you with children: do you tend to refer to your husband as “Daddy” – even in private thoughts? As in, “We’re out of condoms, Daddy will need to get some more next time he’s at the store”. Is this an isolated thing that I should talk to a shrink about?
My dad, speaking of Daddy, was the master of jerry-rigging things. He would go for function (sometimes barely functional) over form every time. As an example, he poured cement for some steps that led to our house, only he didn’t brace the side, so the steps were slanted to the right and bowed out on the side. But they worked.
You may wonder how I have all this time to dig up links. Simple. While nursing I browse my favorite weird link sites, then compile them all. Since the boob leech nurses about every 2-3 hours, I have lots of time to look. More information than I’m sure anyone needed to know, but I did want to point out that I don’t live to dig up blog links, there is a madness to my method. Or something.
Which brings me to another point. Wouldn’t it make more sense, and more of an impact, if we said “You can’t eat your cake and have it too”? “Having your cake and eating it too” is a no-brainer. It’s very rare that you eat a cake you don’t have.
In closing, I would like to propose the introduction of the word “amn’t”. Viz:
“He’s ugly.” “No he isn’t.”
“I’m ugly.” “No you aren’t.”
“You’re ugly.” “No I amn’t.”