Then again, what is normal? Oh well, here goes:
1. Bent Silverware. Even after my big (imaginary) seminar on NOT using the teaspoons to scoop hard ice cream, more spoons continue to appear semi bent in the drawer. I think I'm going to start keeping the ice cream scoops on top of the teaspoons in the drawer. Seriously.
And I have no idea what happens to the forks to make one or two of the tines get out of line... how does that happen? No really. Somebody tell me how that happens so I can hold a Seminar. Because that was so effective with the spoon thing and the toilet paper thing.
2. Daylight Savings Switching Back and Forth.
Not the actual Daylight Savings Time, just the switching. And The Brain is not a big fan of it either. Mainly because for about 6 days after any switch, I keep asking, "If it were last Saturday, would it be 3:00 or 5:00 right now?" He hates that game. He just states the current time, and then tries to ignore me.
3. People who use @ twitter posts more than they use normal twitter posts. For those of you who don't tweet - this is similar to reading someone else's private text messages.
If you're getting to the point where your "private" twitters are more than your public ones, maybe it's time to take it over to email.
Just sayin' .
4. Walmart's wonky tile floor in their entryway, which makes it impossible to tell if I have a cart that rolls straight (or at all) until I'm clear into the store. What's that about? Is it actually easier to put new tile in --- tricking the customers into taking a wiggie shopping cart ---- than it is to actually fix the wiggie shopping cart?
5. The Los Angeles Airport. It's not the terminals that are miles apart, or Methuselah's bathrooms that bug me. It's the fact that I can not get access to the outside world. Apparently somebody at Verizon really ticked off somebody in LA, because I couldn't get a signal for my phone either time I went through there. Never mind that there were plenty of people on other phones chatting away. I think maybe there's an evil T-Mobile plot behind this.
And memo to LA Airport: Considering that even the developing country of Egypt has internet access at the airport, I'm thinking it may be time to consider an upgrade.
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First!
I admit. I @ twitter way more than I should.
Sorry.
you know, that daylight savings time is a real mess.
If anything is to blame for global warming, I think it is the extra hour of sun we get because of it.
I think I agree with every single point of your agenda today. Which is usual for any post for any day. But daylight savings time??? Get rid of it. I hate it and I don't even have it in Arizona. Northern Arizona keeps wanting to vote it is. Well guess what. NOBODY in Maricopa County (Phoenix area HOTHOTHOTHOTHOTHOT area) is going to vote in another extra hour of 110 degree sunshine. It's been going on for years. It is not needed anywhere. And besides, when I get out of Arizona, I can never figure out what time it is in comparison.
I feel better now. :) I going to go take an excedrin.
I don't like losing an hour but I love longer days.
The Wal-mart tile is a conspiracy. I always get the squeaky,broken carts that veer off to the side.
I only @Twitter about once a month. I'm hip like that.
The only reason I don't shop at walmart is the whole cart/tile thing. The fact that it's 20 minutes away has nothing to do with it. Itmust be the tile.
Bendy fork prongs are from those really hard to stab pieces of pork chop. (Am I the only one with that kind of porkchop/fork problem?)
No internet access?? Crazy.
Swear-wording Walmart...
Whatever time thing we're on right now, let's just leave it. I really like it. We are always sad to leave it in the fall.
I just don't Twitter. It's on my boycott list. Also on my boycott list is the current lame-o facebook w/o a friends update page, dressing my child in more than a diaper, unloading the dishwasher, and traveling further that 5 miles in the car.
I still don't get Twitter, and didn't have any idea what those @ messages were.
Forget bent tines, how about a husband that refuses to eat with a fork with bent tines. The bent tines still fork the food right? Like I can replace all our cutlery on our budget....
I feel like I always get the "wiggie" cart any everyone else's is normal...and I look foolish trying to control it!
ever try to steer the wiggie cart with a 3 yr old standing on the front of it?
it's harder than ... something really hard
There are lots of reason I don't fly out of LA :)
Daylight savings never bothered me growing up, but then I lived in AZ for two years were they don't have daylight savings, so much nicer! And now it bugs me.
I'm not a twitter-er... wait... is that right? Maybe I should say that I'm not a twit? No... that doesn't sound good either. I don't have a twitter account. There. That works :)
I've never flown out of LA. I hope I never have to..
I hate daylight savings time... like you it's not the actual daylight savings... it's the switching. Again, as soon as I can, I'm going to run for president and that will be my only platform.
Maybe the forks And the spoons are getting bent up in the garbage disposal. It happens here, on a daily basis. I just have got to be more careful!
:~D
I recently joined Twitter, but I'm so clueless I don't even know what @Twitter means or how to do it.
"If it were last Saturday, would it be 3:00 or 5:00 right now?" I'll play with you JustRandi. FB me, k?
;)
Oh noes. Not bent spoons and tines.
UGH!! This is why we can't have nice things!
One of the things I LOVE about the Denver airport--free internet access.
Bent spoons bug me--BIG TIME.
Love it! I'm sure cell phone companies have a lot of evil plots. And my forks get jacked up from the disposal - just one or two tines bent out of shape. Could be the culprit. . . (note to self - reach into the nasty sink water to check for silverware before turning on the disposal!!)
The subject of Wal Mart shopping carts is a sore spot for me today.
This morning I went to Wal Mart and actually got a decent cart. As soon as we got inside the store Max had to use the restroom so we parked the cart right outside the restroom and went inside. At least 2 employees watched us do this (I said Hi to one of them)
When we came out, the cart was gone.
I went back and got another cart which turned out to be a wobbly one.
And I wish I had spoons left to be bent. Mine just keep disappearing.
As for daylight savings time, I wish they would just pick a time and stick with it. It's difficult to explain to a toddler that it's not time to wake up yet even though they feel like it is.
Do you like the way that I'm increasing my comment count on your sidebar?
Not that I'm competitive or anything.
:0)
You must have an evil dishwasher elf. We've got one, too, and not only do we get our silverware all bent out of shape, I think the elf swallows the spoons. 'Cause we never seem to have any clean ones in the drawer or in the sink or anywhere!
And I refuse to twitter at all. Facebook is enough of a social experience for me, thank you very much. I'm still trying to learn how to program new numbers into my cell phone!
I call them buggies instead of carts. I think it's my southern-ness.
I had a layover at LAX once and I nearly had a heart attack from those long, dreary, horror movie-esque hallways between terminals. I swear, someone could have killed me in that hallway, left my body in plain sight, and I wouldn't have been found for days. True story.
Hey, I made your Top Commenter list! Coolio.
Switch to plastic silverware.
LAX is way too big. It's a good thing that when I've been there, I've had other people with me. Otherwise I would have wound up on the wrong plane.
I'm with Jillybean-- I have no spoons left for people to bend! And you know how I feel about WalMart : ) As for Daylight Savings I LOVE ARIZONA!!
I'm with you on the silverware except mine eventually just disappears kind of like socks?? What UP??
I've always wondered about the fork tine thing, too!
The daylight saving switch didn't bug me, until I moved to Arizona. Now I have to keep track of not only the time it is here, but what the heck time is it everywhere else!?!
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