Friday, February 28, 2003

Just noticed the ads on this blog's banner (your mileage may vary on your next visit, of course.) As of 12:50 PM Friday, there was one ad for "competitive pricing on pop-under [advertising]", and one for a popup-killing utility ("Stop All Annoying Popup Ads!") Kind of reminded me of the "ads" in a 1970s National Lampoon spoof of a firearms magazine. One offered "Cow Armor" for dairy farmers who were tired of having their livestock accidentally shot by hunters; on the same page, another hawked "Cow Armor Piercing Bullets" to hunters who were tired of driving home with nothing strapped to the hoods of their vehicles.

Hmmm. If any guns-and-ammo ads turn up on my banner after this post, just ignore them, m'kay? (On the other hand, if anyone is advertising centipede chow -- well, feel free to take a Scolopendra to lunch.)

Monday, February 24, 2003

Recipe for a therapeutically upbeat evening:

1 pot of Rebecca's clam chowder (don't tell your cardiologist about this one)
1 loaf potent garlic bread
1 salad
1 Dutch apple pie
1 videotape of Slap Shot

Enjoy all of the above with Rick, Rebecca, and Joyce. Be sure to not mislay your arse after you laugh it off.