Actually “sad” doesn’t even begin to cover it. This past weekend (Saturday the 16th) one of my good friends from high school’s wife passed away. I’m ashamed to to admit just how out of touch we’ve become, but it has been years since we’ve spoken.
Anyway, I can’t stop mulling the situation over in my head. I can’t even begin to imagine being a widower at 40 with three boys to raise. It’s just totally beyond my sphere of comprehension.
Terry, my thoughts and prayers are with you and your boys and with both families, of course.
I wish I had something profound or insightful to add, but for once, I’m at a loss for words.
Damn!
Years and years (20?) ago, I found no small measure of humor in Mattel’s “Animal-loving Barbie” and “Animal-lovin’ Ken” (who, you may recall, came with “his own chimpanzee to care for and love”). So, imagine my delight/horror when I stumbled across this:
Here’s the description from the website where you can purchase this treasure:
Finally, Barbie has a dog that eats and makes a mess! Tanner the dog eats and ejects waste from his body. At this point, Barbie can pick it up in a scooper, and then Tanner will eat it again– just like your real dog!
Finally!?!
They call it the “Barbie Doll and Tanner Scooper Dog Set”, but in the spirit of my last post, we all know the name should really be:
Poop scooping Barbie and Tanner, the shit-eating wonder-dog.
Wouldn’t you love to have been the proverbial ‘fly on the wall’ at the meeting when the drug-addled lunatic brilliant toy-designer pitched that idea?
So, the other day I was lamenting the fact that while you can get custom printed M&M’s (which seems cool until you find out how much they cost), they won’t print anything that is “potentially offensive or inappropriate”. And believe me, they cast a wide net in defining what’s off-limits. It’s just like those uptight weasels at Nike and their personalized shoes; always ruining all my offensive and inappropriate fun.
It was suggested that perhaps I should find a way to market products to this untapped niche. Immediately, I knew exactly what I would call such a venture:
Vulgar Mofo’s!
Vulgar Mofo, creating customized profane and obscene products for the discriminating foul-mouthed bastard!
There truly is no off position on the genius switch!
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