We finally meet.
You smell funnier than I imagined.

We finally meet.
You smell funnier than I imagined.
Someone should see about updating this sometime soon.
Señor Banana?
Herman?
Laundry Zombies?
Anyone?
My Dad emailed these to me earlier today and I felt it necessary to share the heart-warming story.
This wayward ducky was found on Magazine Hill in Bedford, Nova Scotia. Apparently halfway between the Chicken Burger and the Bedford Elementary School. Talk about being between a rock and a hard place. Not sure which I’d rather, the possibility of being turned into a daily special or having to fend off elementary kids.
Or, as Dad suggested, maybe he just wanted some fries. Regardless, this is not the natural habitat for any Rubber Ducky.
So here he is in his new home. I always wondered why dad built that platform in his shower — now I know.
Thanks for the rescue Dad! If anyone has any suggestions for names, the comment section is open.
Sorry I haven’t been around much lately; been pretty busy with work. I’ve got a few posts lined up though so hopefully I’ll be able to get back into it soon.
Apparently professing my love of relish didn’t scare her off and it’s actually fun again:
Hello my dear!
I am very pleased to receive your letter. My love, I am sorry that for so long did not write to you. I could not write to you because I am now a very large mountain.
My mother is now in the hospital and she has a heart attack. Now I spend all my time with my mom. Because it is very bad. I do not know what to do to me a lot of tears because my mother needed an urgent operation and the operation is worth $ 212! This is a very large sum of money and I can not now find such a large sum.
I requested the money from all my friends but unfortunately they have no money, because Russia is now the financial crisis. I do not know what to do and where do I find such a large sum of money.
I really hurt, but I have no other choice. Dear, could you help me with money for the operation of my mom? Forgive me, but I do not know what to do.
If I lose my mother, then I will not be able to live! Do you understand???
I will wait for your reply eagerly.Your Irina.
And my response:
Dear Irina,
How is it to be a mountain?
That is a very cheap operation. Can I come live there? What is your address? I would like operation too.
By now most of you know of the legacy of the original prank, to John actually ordering and receiving his new Mac. And it’s been great and I don’t hear nearly as much swearing anymore now that he’s kicked Vista out the door.
However. He was drinking Starbucks this week instead of Tim Hortons. And that’s a sure sign he’s joined the Mac Cult. Next he’ll be forwarding me the latest iPhone rumors, then the ads before even I send them to him. Pretty soon, he’ll be sporting a beret and a turtleneck while drinking a “venti sugar free soy vanilla latte with an extra shot of espresso” or something.
What have I done indeed.
Oh, and don’t believe me? I googled “fancy starbucks drinks” and the first result was a mac rumors forum dedicated to favorite Starbucks drinks.
Since Señor Banana hasn’t started sprouting any little banana’s yet, I’ve resorted to buying bananas for the time being. Soon (relatively speaking), I’ll have my own crop and then I can take over the world. Or at least eat some bananas.
One of them came with this charming sticker, which has since made it’s way onto a bottle of Rickard’s Red. Is this the best place for it? Do you think I should put it on some other object? The government-style poll is now open.
So last time I was a tad early and this time I’m a bit late. But, as of last Friday, John finally has his Mac.
And it hasn’t broken yet.
Next, as he already knows, I’m going to work on getting company-wide iPhones.
In other news, I’m a little concerned that things are over between Irina and I.
Though I guess I can’t be too surprised when I started sending her messages like:
“I like relish” and “I ate a banana”
Truly thrilling content, I know. With a combined total of seven words, it’s a real page turner. Just maybe she’ll write back and tell me how tender her heart is for pumpkins and I’ll know it’s meant to be. At least until I build my trebuchet and do a very scientific study on the effects of pumpkins hitting a large, flat surface at high speed. My initial theory? It’ll be spectacular.
I officially have a banana plant named Señor Banana. Thank you dear voters.
I’ve also had upwards of 200 spam comments on the I Dig Herman post. Very exciting times here. Commenting on that post is now closed.
And, today is release of the new Star Trek movie — very exciting indeed. Apparently it’s fun and enjoyable.
Some friends and I are going tomorrow night to see what it’s all about. We even bought our tickets online, in advance, for opening weekend of Star Trek. That’s about as nerdy as you can get.
I’ve also updated the poll accordingly.