You paid attention during 86% of high school!
85-100% You must be an autodidact, because American high schools don’t get scores that high! Good show, old chap!
All Hail Puffs Plus
February 2, 2007 By
I must sing the praises of these tissues. Of course, with my cold right now I can’t sing, unless I want to believe that I have a sexy singing voice like in the TV show Friends when Phoebe got a cold and thought it made her singing voice sexier. Anyway, back to the tissues. I love these things. I can’t imagine having to go through a cold or other upper respiratory illness without them. Back in 1993, as the second semester of my freshman year of college was starting, I came down with mono, the great kissing disease. I also had the nastiest upper resp infection ever at the same time. I was going through an entire box of tissues every day. Were it not for this miracle product seen before you today, I would have worn the nose right off my face after two weeks of this. Yes, I love this product.
Disclaimer: I am not one of those annoying PPP bloggers, and I am not receiving any money for this post. I hab a code, and these tissues have saved the skin on my nose many, many times. I’m just here blogging about stuff I love. I’m sure you prefer that over my other choice, which is blogging in great detail about what this wonderful tissue is helping me expel. Didn’t think so. Just don’t use Puffs to clean your glasses or shades, since it will leave lotiony smears on your lenses.
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Call Me Al
February 1, 2007 By
I was driving home from work this evening, listening to the radio, when I heard the song “Call Me Al” by Paul Simon come on the radio. That song always makes me smile. The video is simple and funny, as seen here:
It also brings to mind a very fond memory.
When I was a freshman in high school, my uncle, my Dad’s baby brother, go married to a wonderful woman. I was delighted to be a junior bridesmaid in the wedding. Their wedding was wonderful all the way through the ceremony and reception. During the reception this song was played, and my uncle’s new father-in-law was on the dance floor. During the chorus, he’d holler out, “Call me Al!” which was quite funny, because his name is really Al.
That wedding, and my aunt and uncle’s courtship and marriage, have always left me with the warm fuzzies. They met through a dating service in the fall, were engaged at Christmas, and married the following fall. My aunt fits in with the family like we’ve known each other all our lives, and even now, after 18+ years and 3 kids, I can see that they’re still very happy and in love with each other. It’s the kind of relationship that I’d like to have some day.
*Hugs* to my aunt and uncle up on the hill.
