Jul 16

If anyone has a problem commenting, let me know. I’ve been using something called Akismet which has caught pretty much all of my spam before it even hits the page but I added something else called Spam Karma which I’m hoping will completely block certain IPs. I’m trying this new thing because I’ve been getting 50 spam comments a day that Akismet is catching & which I then have to delete so I’m test driving the new one to see if it’ll keep the spam robots out altogether.

I’m just not sure if it’ll impact anything else, like, oh, preventing the couple of real people I have here from commenting. Anyhow, if you get any weird errors, would you please use that Email link in the upper right hand side of the page under the Tools section.

Thanks.

Carry on.

posted at 8:18 pm
Jul 16

It may have killed a cat, too, if there had been one around. Oh, and obviously it didn’t actually kill the mom or this blog post would be proof not only of an afterlife but of them being really up on the technology, too.

Now I ask you, what does this look like:

The Red Box

(If you know, you just be quiet!) So yesterday evening, I strolled into Theresa’s room, at her request. She was not home at the time. After fulfilling my given task, I saw this. “I wonder what that is!” I said to myself. I picked it up. It was just a plain, red, plastic box. I turned it over. Nothing was written anywhere on it and I didn’t see any hinges. Do you see that little tab thingie on the front? I figured that had to be the latch.

Now before we go any further, let me state that I do not go snooping through my kids’ stuff. Honest. But this thing was just sitting there right by the door, in plain view and looked innocent enough so I didn’t think there was any harm in checking it out. I was thinking it was something they were giving away in a Happy Meal or something. Hey, right next to it was a little doll that’s a character from Meet The Robinsons.

Getting back to my investigation of the object, so I fiddle with the thing that I think is a latch. It doesn’t lift. It doesn’t move. Then I pressed it, thinking it was one of those spring things & the top would just flip opened. What did happen is I got a face full of perfume.

What sort of demented company puts perfume in an unmarked, very odd looking box??

Naturally, what I got from my daughter is, “That’s what you get!” She was, however, laughing. She then stated, “What did you think it was?”

“Uh, a box.”

“Yeah, I keep my crack in there.”

I think she’s preparing to take over for Stephen when he leaves for Rome.

posted at 7:35 pm
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