Hammer, don't hurt him...

Perhaps the greatest commercial of all time.

Stop It. Please.

Are some people getting paid for forwarding email?  

Enough of these emails.  Please.

THIS  IS WHAT SORRY LOOKS LIKE This  is what tired looks like This  is what bad spelling looks  like This  is what intimacy looks like This  is what courage looks like This  is what 'good grief!!' looks  like This  is what your tax dollars look  like This  is what 'I can wait' looks  like This  is what a blonde's car looks  like  This  is what cool looks like   This  is what a helping hand looks  like  This  is what cold looks like  This  is what an angel looks like    This  is what a bad mood looks like  It  doesn't matter how many people you send this to,  just remember if it made you smile, your friends  will smile  too!

Every now and then, a person does something on television that mystifies us.  Something so incredible or unbelievable that the appearance leaves us either speechless or scratching your head for answers.  

The only answer I want following television moment: 

How the hell did a Waco station hire Brian "Boom Goes the Dynamite" Collins?

Word of Advice

Dear Broken Down Family on Corner:

For greater results, schedule break downs on various intersections AND 

note where you have set up camp to avoid panhandling in the same area 

with the same sign.

Also, I hope the nice car I saw you driving at Wal-Mart is not the 

aforementioned broke down vehicle. At that point, it worked fine but 

you needed money for medicine.

Good luck.

threes

It always happens.  

No matter how much you dismiss it as 

an old wives' tale, or simply chalk it up as eerie coincidences, death comes in three's.  

This past weekend, we lost two entertainers - 

Bernie Mac died due to complications of pneumonia on Saturday; and then the great Isaac Hayes was found motionless on his floor near a treadmill.  He was pronounced dead shortly after at a local hospital.  

One, two... next?

This message is for both 

Todd Bridges and Gary Coleman: 

Don't drink and drive and sleep with one eye open.

RIP Bernie.  

RIP Isaac - 

you were one bad mutha....shut yo' mouth.

Classy

Nothing says classy like philosophy on the back of a tailgate.

This Week's Rant

Two things I've noticed and wish to discontinue each store visit:

(1) I often visit various stores during my work hours.  Either I am purchasing items to take to physician clinics or simply killing a little time while hiding from the outside elements which normally is the heat and West Texas dust storms.  Continuing my rant, often while in stores, why do fellow shoppers seek me out, asking where to find items?  Do I look like someone who works at these stores?  The "outfit" for Hasting's, for instance, is an apron and polo-type shirt with whatever pants yet each time I've run into Hasting's some person will stop and ask me where to find "Bruce Almighty" on the rental shelf.  This shouldn't be such a bother, or topic for a blog, but it happens ALL THE TIME.  But, the best part about this: When the person asking discovers I do not work at the store sometimes they will get pissed and roll their eyes at me.  Really?  Rolling your eyes because I am not the person who can tell you where the new American Idols CD is located.  Interesting.  

Next, 

(2) While checking out and I say, "Hey, this card does not scan.  Every time I am here, they must punch it in and one the managers has to complete the transaction", those words do not mean that I am lying, or do not know how to scan a credit card.  Therefore, you do not need to rip a piece of paper from your receipt machine, wrap it around my card and try for yourself over and over and over.  Why does this happen Sam's people?  Seriously.  OUR WAL-MART BUSINESS CARD NO LONGER SCANS.  Still, you choose to attempt to scan it every time.  Stop it.  Please.  The people waiting in line are sick of waiting; and I wish not to stay another 30 minutes in your store.  

There you have it.  My latest rants.