Why am I getting a scam letter claiming that a leather-bound collector's edition of Huckleberry Finn is waiting for me? Junk mail is getting worse.
The worst part of losing and having to get a new debit card with a new number is that I have to memorize the new number. And I don't put in any effort, it just happens organically over buying stuff online. But, when I don't have the number memorized, I end up being too lazy to go look at the card, so I end up not buying anything. Vicious cycle that.
Cell phones are getting better, but sometimes I don't think the manufacturers are keeping in mind that one of the best things about cell phones is taking sneaky pictures.
I basically had to just stand there and very apparently take this one.
It is of a bearded
pedophile ice-cream vendor talking to some other
fat pedophile kind gentleman about how his
child-napping-mobile ice-cream truck engine has some problem with it. Or sorting out a deal about how many
8-year-old-boys ice cream sandwiches the guy wants to buy.
See, a perfectly normal situation. Except, I'm not sure if ice cream men are supposed to voice their political choices for city controllers on the window. But I guess it doesn't matter, most kids can't vote.
I'll be in Vegas in less than 2 weeks for a bachelor party celebration. My memories of Vegas include the episode of Full House when Stephanie put money in the slot machine illegally and won thousands of dollars for Joey but was eventually found out by the security camera. I hope to make some better memories of that.
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