Diaper Points

Is it sad that I look forward to getting the Huggies Reward Codes, entering them in and playing the little instant win games to try to get free diapers?

The itchy and scratchy show

This week, at least, nobody was bleeding.

Hawaiian Punch

Dear "Birthers",
You racist conservative un-American trash, please go away now.
Thank you.

Maturity

We live in a world where movies glorify raucous teenage behavior by 30-somethings (Hangover, Hot Tub Time Machine, the list increases exponentially) yet we are trying kids as young as 11 or 12 as adults for their crimes. Actions have consequences, but it's okay as long as nobody dies, right? Or, as the saying should go, it's all fun and games until someone gets shot and dies.

Bulls

The Bulls ended the season with the league's best record and a shoo-in for MVP. I feel like I'm back in college and someone on the floor should be wearing the number 23. Perhaps not a long drought in professional sports (ahem...Cubs) but it feels like ages since the Bulls were a true title contender. Go Bulls!

suburban pacific

There's a line in the Shawshank Redemption about how the Pacific Ocean "has no memory". So I am wondering if the suburbs are like the Pacific? There is a vastness, a blankness, that makes the landscape interchangeable, to the point where one restaurant can turn into another overnight and you cannot remember what was there the previous day. Where Ventures turn into Circuit City, and soon to something else. I'm not saying that suburbs have zero character, or that the cityscape cannot be wiped clean and rebuilt into something unrecognizable. Just that some of the qualities that may draw us to a suburban environment, the openness, the blank slate quality, can also render it more generic, more transient.

This weekend...

Peoria.
Synphoria.
Pitchfork.

The extinction of the black cow

Old news, probably, but relatively new for someone who rarely frequents fast food joints these days, and hasn't been to an Arby's in almost three years - the news is, no more black cow milkshake. A black cow is basically a root beer float (a proper float, as I envision it, involves ice cream actually floating in the root beer, whereas a black cow is the same ingredients blended together).
Anyway, there's two ways I could look at this. Either "damn you Arby's, now I have no reason to go there", or, I can take personal responsibility for the shake dropping from the menu since I haven't been there in so long to get one. And that might have made the difference.
Sadly, I have yet to see a petition to resurrect the black cow. I guess there may be more important things going on in the world.
Perhaps I should wait for a nice hot day this summer (if summer ever gets here, even spring is currently being chased off by stark winds and an icy snowshower) and have a milkshake party.