Drunken Recollection… Shopping At Target As A Morality Play

Seven seasons of septegenerian heaven

Seven seasons of septuagenarian heaven

If there’s anything I’ve learned in this life, it’s two things:

1) Don’t shop while hungry tipsy.

The second one I’ll share at the end.

Basically, I met up with some friends for a couple of drinks after work and opted to stop at Target because I needed a few things.  Those few things needed:

  • Laundry detergent
  • Vitamins and fish oil pills
  • Air conditioner air filters
  • Um… Charmin
  • And some food

On the way into the store, I noticed someone had left their headlights on.  I memorized the license plate and approached the cart guy outside the store.  He told me to head to the customer guest service desk, where this happened:

Me: Excuse me, but someone left their headlights on in the parking lot.
Worker: They’ll probably just turn off themselves.
Me: I don’t think so.  It’s an old green Escort parked in a handicapped spot.
Worker: I’ll get to it when the line is clear.
(I wandered off to look at the sales ad in case the worker wanted more information.)
Random lady (leaving): You were very nice for doing that.
Me: Well thank you.

Me Just Grim...

Me Just Grim...

Feeling victorious and uplifted, I made my way to the toy section first.  No real reason why, other than force of (forcive?) habit… of collecting.  Being in between a series of collectibles to search for, I’ve often eyed the animated Transformers toy line, and upon finally hearing the worker announce the Escort parked in a handicapped spot with its headlights on, I picked up a mini-Grimlock.  No essentials yet.  Just a small child’s toy.

I rounded the corner into the Lego aisle and what did I see?  Brand new Indiana Jones playsets.  Say what you will (and I have) about the last movie, the playsets from Raiders, Temple of Doom, and Last Crusade are pretty sweet, and in my hands in an instant (Ambush in Cairo almost made the cut).

Deflated and defeated, I put back everything but Grimlock and walked over to the electronics section.  Guess what I discovered there?

Every season of Golden Girls for $9 each!

I had a similar impulse a few weeks ago when the first four seasons of Saturday Night Live was on sale for $20 each, but this one I’d follow through.  Several weekends in September are about to be booked up.  Mjusayn.

I eventually gathered up my remaining essentials, plus a ton of food.  (Yay! Hard salami‘s back at Target!  For now…)  I put the bottle of Gain laundry detergent and a bottle of Liquid Plumr (‘cuz you never know) on the bottom of the cart, and a thought crossed my mind:

I wonder if someone will check the bottom of the cart…

At the checkout counter, the clerk brought something to everyone’s attention:

Somebody really must like Golden Girls.

I emptied the basket and pushed it forward to refill it with bagged items.  I noticed I had slipped the Gain and Liquid Plumr past the clerk.  I looked back into the eyes of the people that laughed at my must really liking Golden Girls, and a voice echoed in my head:

You were very nice for doing that.

I removed the two jugs from off the lower tray.  “I almost forgot something.”

After paying, I headed to my vehicle, past where an Escort with a dead battery could have been.  As I filled my trunk with purchases, the cart attendant approached to help.  I said thanks, and he nodded as he took the cart to add it to the returning basket train.

Finis.

Oh yeah, and the other thing I learned:

2) Don’t assume your friends ordered whatever beer was
on special, because it just might be regularly priced.

Worth 1002 Words… Sextraterrestrial Edition (NSFW)

nsfwcrop2nsfwcrop1Normally, the point of Worth 1002 Words is to get quickly to the point.  That is, I post a picture (the 1000 words) and the two word caption (the 2 words).  Sometimes, I offer alternates to the two word caption, which usually means my initial “joke” wasn’t strong enough (and the alternates do not help).

This one is a bit questionable in content (hence the NSFW shout out), but here’s the teaser – it involves the dude on the left and the guy on the right, and the alternate captions are:

  • Reese’s Piece
  • Amblin’ Entertainment
  • Steven Squealberg
  • Beeee Goooood

(picture after the jump)

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In My Brain While Sleeping… A Fair Amount Of Skin, A Little Bit Of Aliens, And A Whole Lot Of Rapture

I’ve never read the book, Left Behind, nor saw the movie starring Kirk Cameron, but I currently would like to think it went something like this dream.  The references are many, so I’ll place them in parentheses to help you keep up.

Our pilots are Goofy.

Our pilots are Goofy.

While travelling back to her home in Australia aboard Mickey Mouse Airlines, the beautiful star of the hit television show Claire Voyant suddenly finds many of the passengers on her plane have disappeared.  Even the pilots!  Luckily, someone with experience playing flight simulators is present and successfully lands the aircraft.

(NOTES: The Australian actress was Carissa Walford, pictured below.  This past week she’s co-hosted G4TV’s Attack of the Show in Olivia Munn’s place, and she stole my heart, although not Olivia’s place in my heart.  Don’t fight ladies… there’s room.)

(BONUS FACT: I’ve loved Aussie accents since the days of Olivia Newton-John in Grease, so that’s two Aussie’s and two Olivia’s.)

(EXTRA REFERENCE: Claire on LOST is Australian, and the TV show in my dream shares her first name.  Weeyud.  <–Australian for Weird.)

Sugar and Spice, but not in that order

Sugar and Spice, but not in that order

Anywalfordiftheylooklikecarissa, the unnamed actress presented in my subconscious by, um, Carissa Walford, finds out that the Rapture has happened, and she’s one of those left behind (full circle).

(NOTES: The Rapture as portrayed in fiction in the Bible usually means good people are sucked up into heaven.  Here’s Wikipedia’s breakdown, a snorefest.  The Rapture as portrayed by Blondie is here.)

Basically, as it turns out, all the good people didn’t get sucked up to heaven.  It was aliens that did the sucking up, and they sucked up all the idiots to give our planet another chance.  They were big fans of Claire Voyant and decided that she should run the world.  Ever the go-getter, she obliges, and the world’s mantra becomes

The geeks shall inherit the Earth!

INGREDIENTS: Three mini-burgers and fries from Applebee’s, plus numerous pourings of brew.

Happy Find… F— This Website

There’s just something about that four-letter word that I just love.  It could be the way it rolls off the tongue.  It could be that the sensors in the brain deal with pain merely at the utterance of the word.  I’d like to think that it is the most cyclical word in the world.

Two people fuck and then say “fuck” when they find out there’s a little fucker on the way that they can’t say “fuck” in front of anymore.  (In theory, anyway.)

Is it poetic?  Perhaps not, but as I mentioned already, I love that four-letter word.

Which is probably why I enjoy websites that make use of the word in their URL, like these sites.  And this one.  Don’t forget about this, too.

Imagine my glee at the discovery of Fuck This Website.  It’s purpose is as simple as the expletive.  Stickers are posted over existing signs, photos are taken, and images are posted.  It’s not FUCKet science.

More proof that smoking is bad for you.

More proof that smoking is bad for you.

My Friday Funk Is Funking With Me

Yeah, this video pretty much expresses how I feel this Friday:

Like what happened to this apartment? 
Why is there a cuckoo bird walking around the room? 
Who’s filming the creature and why? 
Is that a sitar being used in that song? 
Did the music come before the video or was the video inspired by the tune? 
Why did I listen to and watch the whole thing?

Yeah, essentially all that, but completely different questions…

For more videos like the above, you can go to the semi-not-eponymously named website, Amazing Aaron.  (I’m assuming his name is really “Aaron.”)

And if you’re really a glutton for feathers, check out these equally semi-not-eponymously named website, Fluffy Birds, in which Buster is accompanied by Sandy and some laundry baskets.

(Thank my sibs for the oddness today)

Musical Musings… Danke Schoen, John Hughes (For The Memories)

Passed Away After 59 Candles

Passed Away After 59 Candles

An 80’s staple and a 90’s thumbtack (and a 2000’s bottle of correction fluid), filmmaker John Hughes was influential (Kevin Smith and Judd Apatow site him as such), omnipresent (he released at least two pictures a year for awhile there), and iconic (see below). 

For those that grew up with his films, the majority of his earlier works stand out in our memories mostly because of the songs associated with them.  With his passing at the age of 59, let’s synch up his celluloid hits and misses with their synonymous Billboard hits and misses.

MOVIES NAMED AFTER SONGS

MOVIES THAT HAD MEMORABLE THEME SONGS

I know there’s plenty of other tunes in his movies to choose from (such as Danke Schoen and Twist and Shout for example), but these are the most direct songs associated with these films.

Thank you, Mr. Hughes, for the fond memories.  Not so much so for the Flubbers.

(P.S. You were thisclose to being featured in one of my The Sh– To Just Sh–ty posts.  Bullet dodged, my friend.  Farewell, and well done…)

InASense, Lost… Mario and Princess Sex Tape (CollegeHumor)

Since my last InASense, Lost dealt with 4-bit pornography in video games, it’s only fitting that I bring to you this 8-bit pornography. 

WARNING: Heavy nerdy references to the Super Mario Bros. Universe… and heavy shrieking by Princess Peach.

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Hibbidy-Wah?! The Scared Bear Stare!

This poor neurotic bear cub has many issues to work out… namely, it needs to reconsider the company it associates with.  For starters, the dick humans that keep throwing it in with other scary baby animals, like lions and monkeys.  And heaven forbid putting it in the same enclosed space as that ever-so-frightening shadow! 

In all actuality, I’m all for doing this exact same thing with humans.  Fortunately for me (and perhaps for small children), I haven’t met any toddlers that were too afraid of other animals yet. 

Believe that one day when I do, I’ll be sure to dangle that kid above a barking dog.  Just out of reach of each other.  You know… for fun to teach a lesson.

That lesson being do it on a Korean (?) television show.  That way you can post it on YouTube.  Trust me on this.

Awful Battle… Doggie Style, Literally

Much ballyhoo has been made of late in regard to a sex toy aimed at horny dogs.  (How highbrow does that sentence sound?  Dog whistle high?)

Anyhound, this is the latest offering in a joke of a world that never gets old:

dog_love_doll-2

By far, it is not the first, or the worst.  And that’s when I smell an Awful Battle in the air.  (Maybe I shouldn’t have said smell…)

AWFUL BATTLE… GO!

JusWondering… Reason Why Everything Sucks Found?

I was kind of a fan of The Drew Carey Show and sort of a fan of Craig Ferguson as his boss, but I’ve never been too into The Late Late Show.  Perhaps I should reconsider…

Alas, truer sentiments have never been shared, besides this of course:

I pray that's the end of a mullet.

I pray that's the end of a mullet.