Business Signage and my Brain

Just a quickie today…

I’ve been driving in to work the last couple of days because unforeseen events and extremely muggy weather put me in the damn car again.  But I did drive past a sign for an Italian restaurant in my area that was advertising Steamed Mussels the other day.

My first thought?  Why are they so mad?

My next thoughts?  Well, they went off on several different tangents, most of which got discarded for either being unworkable or running head-long into a mental brick wall, but eventually the various voices in my head agreed with the final sentiment:

That’d be a great name for one of them hoity-toity pampering spas featuring a lot of high-end saunas.

They could call the place Steamed Muscles.

 

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Spam…salty breakfast of Champions!

I occasionally browse my spam filter…usually when I’m bored, tired of games and facebook and general web browsing, or I’m frustrated with a chainmaille build.

Or sometimes…just ’cause…

Today – I peeked in the spammage…and came up with this gem for a user name:

 

Donald trump forming Convervative cannabis lobby

Now…I try my damnedest to keep politics off the T&T – there are plenty of other blogs out there who regularly churn out their take on the political landscape.  If that’s your thing, more power to ya.

But this was just too good not to share.  Hope it brings as much giggles to you as it did to me.

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7:45 AM B.C. (Before Coffee)

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So…this was a morning…

I walked in to work – shocker, I know.

 

Plunked stuff down where I usually plunk it, took a breath, then organized for the morning of work.

Looked at my backpack, and saw that the side pocket where I slide my coffee cup was empty.

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Oh…the HORROR!!!!

 

No coffee & cream in the AM?  How am I gonna function the entire work day if

I DON’T HAVE MY COFFEE????

That stuff a couple of months ago when I gave up coffee – yea – total fail there.

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Then I turned to start my computer, steeling myself to a long and torturous, non-caffeinated day, and found my coffee cup sitting on the desk, where I’d just plunked it a minute before.

 

I don’t remember taking the cup out of its sleeve.

Yes…I’m less than a month away from the big one (Five-Oh…) and not really looking forward to it…but this C.R.S. stuff REALLY sucks.

How long before I wander aimlessly into a room, then forget why I went there?

A Walk on the Wild -Powder Room- side…

I’ve pretty much solidified my walking route home…when I get to walk, that is.  We’ve had a lot of wet weather so far this summer.  Last week, I got 2 clear days to walk – the remainder of the week had rolling storms consigning me to watching the world through streaky windshield wipers.  This week was a bit better…but I think my demon-weather summoning fat cells are continuing their spell work.

On the (not) plus (-size anymore) side – I had to make another journey to Goodwill and St. Vincent de Paul for smaller pants – the 16’s finally got to the point of ‘I don’t need to unbutton the fly to take them off.’  I stocked up on some funky shirts while I was there.  I may actually LIKE going clothing shopping again.  Three cheeses for Ketosis!!!

Hip Hip Havarti!!!!  Hip Hip Havarti!!!!  Hip Hip Havarti!!!!

Some of my more dirt-minded (NOT dirtY-minded…watch the difference :D) co-workers have started to lament on the status of their gardens.  Vegetable gardens all over the area are starting to look pretty sad with all the moisture coming down.  Plants need sunshine as well as water, and they’re starting to REALLY need a few hot, sunny days.

I hope things turn around, for Erica’s Garden’s Sake.  Cucumbers should be cherished!

Aaaaaanywaaaaaaaaaaay….

Today’s walk started out pretty normal.  Some sunshine peeking through the clouds, a bit of a breeze, a selection of my favorite tunes queued up on my iPod.

Through the industrial leg.  Check.

Past the Greenspace.  Check.

Homage given to the Fox River….Check.

It’s that witchy thing, where I bow to the river.  Just go with it…

Down into Bethesda Park….check.

Now wait a minute…what’s THAT?

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No…not that.  THAT…

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There…on the light post…

 

OH MY GAWD!

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It can’t be…but it is…

That innocent little cup from work…the one that broke containment a couple of months ago…is now stalking me on my walking route!

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Powder Room Mystery – the Panic is REAL

I just went to the restroom at work again.

 

Nope…he’s not on the sink anymore:

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He’s not in the lounge, either:

 

I wandered about the office – he’s not ANYWHERE.  I even checked in with the guy in the corner office:

New CEO

I think the guy in the corner office is kinda an airhead

 

The only thing I can think is…the cup…has…ESCAPED.

 

Do you hear me, folks?  The cup has broken containment – he’s loose upon the world!

RUN FOR THE HILLS!

 

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Public Enemy #1

The Continuing Mystery of Powder Room Mayhem…

I went to the bathroom at work this morning.

Well, when ya gotta go…

And the little cup was no longer in the stall.

**Sob**

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He’s now on the sink.  The sucker is MOBILE!

**sentience in plastics?  Is this how you get Skynet???**

I feel as if someone in this odd, work/potty relationship has either dodged a bullet, or just  witnessed the beginning of the end of the Human species…and I’m not sure if I should be excited, or terrified.

At least I’ll be in the right place if I get the shit scared outta me.