It Was the Sound of a Thousand Fanbois Crying Out at Once
Seriously?©
So Disney announced it’s intention to buy out Marvel Entertainment for 4 Billion dollars… that’s billion with an “illion”. Consider this merger for one moment… we’re talking the company with probably the most global marketing reach buying out the company with over 5,000 characters and who has already produced things like “Spiderman”, “Iron Man”, “X-Men”, and “Blade”. Sounds like a pretty positive situation …. Well that’s not how the fanbois feel ….
Pennywise 2009
Hi there!! Sit back and I will entertain you with a tale of “How I met my Internet Friend, Biddy (and subsequently, his friend Noah and their two wives)”. That title may be a little wordy, so let me rephrase it as this: “Pennywise, or How I met Biddy”
Updates for All
Seriously?©
So yea… since the last time we spoke, some things have changed:
KidsSeriously
That’s probably what I should name this blog. A few quick things regarding my First Life:
Thoughts at a Sushi Bar
Seriously?©
So I go to my favorite sushi bar today for lunch (and why doesn’t that place serve the sushi on the body of a hot naked woman? Clearly there would be more customers there if they would.. I know I would prefer it… especially if I get to pick which of my “friends” will be the platter) and I sit at the bar because the hot Cambodian girl was bartending. Two problems are noticed immediately:
1) I asked for a lime in my drink and got a lemon… seriously? The color didn’t clue you in that they were different?
2) The hot Cambodian girl had her equally hot America friend there and they were chatting and monopolizing the Cambodian’s time.
The conversation between the bartender and her friend turned to the friend’s boyfriend, and I swear this is an actual quote:
USA: I don’t know what’s wrong with my boyfriend… one minute he wants to be lovey-dovey and cuddle…. the next minute he’s mad at me for something
Cambodia: Your boyfriend sounds Dyslexic
USA: Oh, I never thought of that… he may be.
Maybe the problem with the lemon confusion isn’t the most serious problem on this girl’s plate after all ….
Kids II
So yea… apparently this blog is turning into a “Guess what my kids said today” blog. Regardless:
On the way to church this morning:
Her: When I grow up, I’m gonna be a tattoo-ist
Him: I thought you said you were gonna be a singer?
Her: I can’t, I don’t know how to sing.
OK, a couple of things bother me about this… Can you spot them?
What You Learn in School
Conversation overheard on the way home from picking my kids ( 6 & 7 ) up from school.
Her: Hey guess what. Before class this morning, Jacob and Gary stood up and said “I Love Pie”
Him: BOTH of them love pie?
I suppose when you’re that age, a declaration of that sort is not nearly as odd as the unlikely possibility that BOTH young men would like pie. The discussion after that turned to a debate on which pie is the best, and then it was some sort of Scooby-Doo adventure to determine which flavour of pie they were referring to based on what they were wearing this morning and where they sit during reading circle.
For those of you curious, Jacob likes Blueberry Pie and Gary likes Chocolate. The data model used to determine this is available on request.
Getting the Free Ride
So I’m at my local supermarket standing in line at the Deli, when an older woman comes up and asks to try the roasted pork. I suppose that’s a reasonable request seeing as you don’t want to buy pounds of the shit before you finger out you can’t stand it due to a traumatic childhood experience with a pork roast that you have been subconsciously blocking out all these years. Of course the current supply of roast pork is low, so the meat-tender (is that what they’re called?) had to go to the back and get a new one to slice. When she returned, the old woman was gone. Not one to leave a request unfulfilled, the meat-maid sliced off the first couple of pieces and set them aside in case she came back.
Since the old woman was gone, I placed my order for 1.5 lbs of Maple Ham and 1 lb of Swiss (the correct sandwich proportion, imo). While putting my order together, I notice the old woman slowly making her way back towards the Deli area, but stopping at the bakery section first. Now, this supermarket is one of those kid friendly establishments that offers free cookies to the little curtain climbers, in the hopes that you wont stay home because you are too embarrassed of your children and will in fact bring them with you in order to infect the rest of the world with their pleasant behavior once they’ve downed the metric ton of sugar contained in each cookie. Well, the old woman stops and asks the cookie-monger (not sure thats the correct title either) for one of the cookies found in the kid case. Clearly not wanting to start a fight, the cookie-mistress gave in and presented her with a cookie. Now that the old one has her free cookie sample, she makes her way back to the deli.
I’m just about finished getting my order when she arrives for her free sample of roast pork to go along with her free sample of kid-flavored cookies. The woman behind the counter (see? I’ve already run out of names for her) offers the previously set aside portion of free meat to the woman and after eating it, the woman asks “Can I get another piece? This one was too fatty”. Seriously? I thought for sure that the Meat-n-Greeter (Ok, I had one more, but it wasnt very good) was going to roll her eyes so hard that one would pop out of her skull. After receiving her SECOND free sample of pork, she decided that she didnt like it and moved on.
I thought I had seen the last of her at this point, but when I went to checkout, there was Aunt Freebie using the free phone behind the managers desk (the kind of phone that has a 70′ cord between the ear piece and the receiver… and it was stretched its maximum length to reach across the counter to the general admission area of the store). Next to her was a basket full of groceries all bagged up and a dozen roses in the top compartment…. clearly she decided to buy something. When she hangs up the phone, I’m just about to pay when she walks over to my line and addresses the cashier. “Did I come through this line?” she asks. “Yes.” “OK, well I can’t pay for these groceries, so I’m just going to leave the basket over here”
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Wat just happened?
ANOTHER Blog?
So yea… I decided that I might as well blog here for my RL stuff as well, and since I already have the Second Life blog at http://secondlifeseriously.wordpress.com then I might as well call this one First Life, Seriously?©. For all 3 of you out there that check these, know that I’ll try to keep the content separate, but I can’t guarantee that there won’t be some overlap. You’ll note on the top of my page here that I refer to the real life adventures of Giskard (My SL Name) / Siddhartha (My every other game name) / .paul (just me). Sometimes I treat them like different people, and sometimes we are all the same. Regardless, here is my opening blog and I’ll post more as appropriate.
