Stating the obvious or: I don't even wanna know what prompted this

There was a paper sign on the dressing room at the gym today, reminding people that the showers are, in fact, not co-ed, but for men or women only. Very interesting.

Spreading it on too thin

Pantyhose are not the same as regular pants. This becomes especially obvious when the sun is out. And people can all too clearly see the tattoos on your butt as you walk into a fast food restaurant.

It's like déjà vu all over again

We carved pumpkins for Halloween and gave out candy, and we also watched Scream, which I had actually never seen before. And there is this really hilarious, possibly embarrassing, line by Neve Campbell in the movie, which I used as the title for this post. So remember folks: careful when using those fancy words, unless you're 100% sure what they really mean, especially when you use them in a sentence.

Meta complaining aka Note to self V

You know what sucks? Complainers. Some people just seem to want to complain no matter what is going on. On Sunday, we had to get money from the ATM here in town, and something extraordinary happened: There was a line. When we got into it, there were two people in front of us. And then another lady got in line behind us, and said to us, at the very second she got into the line, "Is she studying the machine or what?", referring to number one in line. She followed this up by saying something about how she's been waiting in the car already, and the lady at the front was making a deposit and took slightly longer than someone making a withdrawal would have. We already had our backs turned trying to ignore her though. I mean, what's the big deal, sure it was cold, but if she's been waiting in the car, why didn't she wait a little longer? Or was she maybe trying to get us to let her in front of us? I don't know what her point was, but I know one thing. Coming up and complaining about a complete stranger without anything warranting it is not the way to do that.

Oh, by the way, I'm gonna clean up the links. If your blog is listed under "c and c lo recommend" on the left, let me know if you want it to stay there.

Note to self VI

It's been almost a year. If you ever become a gas station attendant, DO get an exotic bird to sit on your shoulder while pumping gas for your customers. Even if it's cold outside. Arrrrrgh!

Note to self V

If you're having a little bit of a disagreement with your special lady, don't go walking your scrawny-looking self down the highway in the rain, yelling profanities back at her in front of the post office, while she's about 50 meters down said highway. And get some proper shoes, too. Classy.

Note to self IV

If you ever become a radio announcer for Radio 21, remember that Canned Heat is not pronounced "Kennett Heet".

Note to self III

When your little boy just can't wait anymore to use the bathroom and you have to pull over on the side of the road, don't let him drop his pants and undies to his ankles and lift his shirt up to his chin while he's standing there right by the road doing his business, while at least having the decency to pee away from the highway.

Note to self II

No matter how "alternative" and dreadlocked you are, don't use a plain black sock as your wallet when buying 8 bottles of beer in a supermarket.

Note to self I

Don't announce new regular features on your blog before you realize you have no material to actually carry out your plan.

I am SO done with that

It's a tough call, especially after the flood of mails and comments requiring about the state of these matters and begging me to continue, but I will officially end our most popular regular features on here. Number one, and this one has been dead for a long time now, is the sing-song sing-along contest. I know, it was brilliantly conceived, and when I actually used song snippets it was a slice of paradise pizza, but let's face it, there were just way too many responses and I couldn't keep up. And no, laziness on my part has nothing to do with it. What a ridiculous idea. Number 2 (which reminds me) is even harder to part with, but Neighbor^© of the^™ Month^® had it's day. I will start using a regular blogroll instead, but it might take a while until I actually put it up. Again, no laziness involved here. Of course most neighbors will be included on that blogroll, to remind us all of the fleeting beauty of that feature, and I will add other blogs I read more or less regularly and which are written by people I never met.

Maybe the contest will be back at some point, but we're going to New Zealand soon and it's not gonna be back before then. I also wanna set up a Flickr account to share photos of our time there and to eliminate the hassle of handling them a second time through Blogger's interface. That way we only have to upload photos once, and can incorporate them easily, while people can also check out photos in a gallery. But to be honest, that's the least of our worries. Well, worries sounds too negative, cause everything is going great so far, and we also just found people to move into our apartment after us who will buy a bunch of our furniture. Anyway, can anyone recommend any free service besides Flickr? Thanks for your cooperation.

Okay, where was I? Yes, regular features. Well I just killed the only two we had and haven't been using them for a while now anyway. But I decided that this is the kind of blog that needs at least one regular feature. And this regular feature will be called "Note to self". Under that heading I will remind myself not to engage in certain behavior that I noticed is unwise by either seeing other people engage in it or having engaged in it myself and thus having also experienced its embarrassing consequences. Just stuff that I don't wanna be seen doing. Like standing at a street light at 11 or so in the morning, with an open bottle of beer in hand. Or walking into a bank with said bottle after crossing the street. Classy stuff. I can already tell it's gonna be a complete disaster. Because as an attentive reader you have already noticed that this feature will be much less about reminding myself how not to behave than it will be about pointing out other people's funny behavior as I see it every day. But remember, that reality is far more bizarre than any fiction could ever be. And now you know why sometimes this blog is the postmodernist blog. Well, I wish I could ramble on, but it's dinnertime.