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Print responsibly

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Have you seen emails with “Print Responsibly” and some sort of logo – usually involving trees – at the bottom?  A few of my coworkers have it stamped below their signature.   I typically giggle when I see it because I envision what irresponsible printing might look like.  Perhaps it looks similar to Judy at the copier.

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Or the next level of slogans might be “Friends don’t let friends print stupidly.”  The options are endless.

One day, I muttered it out loud like a good joke.

“What?” my new office mate asked.

I explained it’s at the bottom of so-and-so’s email.

“Oh,” she said.  Then bless her heart she added, “You know, you just can’t read some people’s handwriting.”

And she was serious.

Huh.  I did not see that coming.  Her statement opened a whole new world of silly images for me.

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My afghan of many colors…

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Perhaps you have read the story in the bible about Joseph’s coat of many colors?  True, it’s no Moses and the Red Sea parting but it’s still kind of famous.  There’s a Broadway play that borrowed it.  After including some songs, of course.  At least, I assume playwriters added the songs.  I can’t imagine anyone broke into song and dance in real life but I won’t guarantee it.  I wasn’t there.

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My blue little alien

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My blue little alien is sticky

sticky, sticky.

He is a gift from my buddy

to me, to me.

BUT

he does not stick to the wall,

he does not stick to the wall at all.

He does not stick to the fridge,

he does not stick to the fridge one smidge.

545930_586485711414989_313897472_nHe does not stick to the door,

He does not stick to the door anymore.

He does not stick to the window,

he does not stick to the window SO

Kate said, “Maybe he will stick to the ceiling.”

I replied, “He will not stick to the ceiling I’m believing.”

BUT

Kate became boss and gave him a toss

and I could not believe what I was seeing –

my blue little alien stuck to the ceiling!

AND

he did not want to come down.

Oh, my blue little alien is sure a clown.

© 2013 ck’s days

Come to me, my Swedish friend…

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Have you heard this song by the Goo Goo Dolls?  Are you as surprised as me it’s by the Goo Goo Dolls?

Just me.  Okay.

I think it shows great diplomatic relations when songs include international relations.

Come to me, my Swedish friend.

Then there’s the line about cigarettes.

Ohhhh.  Come to me my sweetest friend.  And there is no line about cigarettes.  This whole trend in including lyrics with the video is a-ok with me.  Saves from some embarrassment.  Trust you me.

It would have come in handy before I sang along to the Black Eye Peas song, “I want to German size your love.”   What does that even mean?  I could understand, “I want to Russia size your love,” meaning to make it big.  Because, you know, Russia is one big country.  But that could also mean to make it cold, right?  I’ve never been to Russia but I’ve heard it gets cold there.  Rocky IV took place in Russia but was filmed in Jackson Hole, Wyoming.  I’ve been to Jackson Hole and can tell you it’s cold.

What’s that?  I’m rambling now?   Back on topic – German size your love.  Weird phrase.

And no, they don’t really say that.

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Sunday dinner

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I have never claimed to be a cook.  Or comfortable in the kitchen.  In my opinion, Hamburger Helper totally counts as a home cooked meal.  I’m usually okay with this.   Every once in awhile though, I get a little crazy.  I attempt to step outside of my Hamburger Helper box and actually fix a meal.  Well, as close as I can get to “fixing a real meal.”  Today I had one of those wild hairs.

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The dream was kind of a bang (but that’s just a theory)

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I had a couple epiphanies Sunday morning.

Let me back up and explain.  Are you familiar with the sitcom Big Bang Theory?  If not, watch TBS on any given night.  That will catch you up.

There was not much programming on television last week.  Well, as always, something is always on but that something is not always worth watching.  I don’t even really watch anymore, I just need background noise for when I’m doing worthwhile endeavors like surfing YouTube videos and keeping up with my peeps via Facebook.

So, I turn on the television and pay no attention to it for the evening.  Or at least I think I do.  There is a chance that even when ignored the programming digs into my psyche and takes root.

Last week, I settled on BBT on TBS almost every evening I was online.  Did you know TBS plays it for three hours on Friday AND Saturday evening?

It does. And I had it on.

Late Saturday night or perhaps early Sunday morning, I had a dream.  A rather odd dream.  I dreamt the time was post-apocalyptic (if you have read more than one post in this blog you may realize that is a recurring theme in my dreams.   Don’t judge me.  Don’t analyze me.  Let’s stay focused on the post at hand here) and the BBT characters were the only survivors.  Well, the cast and the people in charge of the laugh track.  Because there was still laughter.

They were holed up in a local building here in my hometown that used to be a bank.  It’s a pretty white building in the “historic” (as historic as it can get when the town has been here for just over 100 years) downtown area.  I used to work across the street from it and daydreamed I could buy it and turn it into my own video production studio.  Ah, a different kind of dream.

As it is, the building is dilapidated and sits empty with boards in the windows.  It should be torn down.  But that’s another story.

Back to this story, the BBT cast holed up in this old building and tried setting up tents.  They couldn’t figure out how.  Enter Penny who just flipped the tent out of the box and it set itself up.  Cue laugh track.

The biggest laugh came when one of the characters (I’m assuming Howard) stated epiphany number one: the guys (all scientists) are handy to have around before the apocalypse (to maybe prevent it – even though they didn’t in this case) but not so helpful after the fact (when it came to surviving).

It was funnier when he said it.

Epiphany number 2 occurred after I woke up:  I really gotta lay off the BBT.  So, I’ll be watching something else this week.

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