I was sitting here watching my “Corner Gas” reruns (who ever knew Canadians could be so funny?) and I had a sudden thought, “Self, wouldn’t it be awesome if we (or, rather, I since there’s only one of me) could find funny pictures of toilet pans on the internet?” Then Self responded, “What the heck is a toilet pan?” At which point I realized I was once again having one of those conversations in my head that makes people wonder if I drink too much. I probably do, but that’s really beside the point. Or maybe that is the point. I’m sure my blog would not be nearly as knee-slapping hilarious if I were sober more often. And, let’s face it, it would really suck if I suddenly got less funny.
But I digress, back to the toilet pans. I’m not sure what a toilet pan is or what one could possibly do to one that would make it funny. Nonetheless, that’s what brought a fellow googler to my blog. I hope he wasn’t disappointed. I aim to please. Not really, but ”I aim to please” sounds better than, “Go have fun with your toilet pans because I couldn’t really care less if you love my blog or not. And if you don’t, you are obviously a few bricks shy of a load (or wall if you want to be technical). And I really hope your toilet pans are insanely unfunny.“
Now I’m no graphic designer or computer nerd or anything like that, but I play one on the internet. Just kidding. What I was going to say is that I recently discovered that I have the uncanny ability to alter pictures on my Photobucket account. Hooray for me. And you. Mostly you because you get to sit there at your computer and enjoy my wonderful works of art, such as this one:
I also recently (like 2 minutes ago) discovered that WordPress changed the way you insert pictures. Well, now that sent me into a tailspin and now I’m all out of sorts and can’t remember what other fascinating topics I intended to ruminate (read: ramble on and on and on and on and on) about. Perhaps I wanted to talk about superfluous apostrophes or the amazing world of semi-colons. One never knows what will crop up next in my head. For instance, just recently, I was thinking about funny toilet pan pictures. Oh wait. I already told you about that; that’s what we in the industry refer to as “superfluous self-communication”. We in the industry really like the word “superfluous”.
There are other words and phrases that we in the industry (meaning I) like: do not compromise the structural integrity; flying bologna; kid waffle; uncanny ability; uncanny resemblance; the government is stealing my thoughts…you get the idea. Speaking of the government stealing my thoughts, are there a lot of blogs out there that don’t make any sense? Or am I just not very bright? Because some of them go way over my head with big words and fancy ideas like, “I wanted to test a distro with a totally different philosophy” and “I didn’t want to test Ubuntu” or “Why am I talking about the anomies” also “granny porn without tongs”. (Okay, so I shamelessly stole that last one from http://15minutelunch.blogspot.com , but it’s a classic and I can’t help myself.) Seriously, though, do bloggers live in some sort of alternate universe where they have their own language? Or am I just so secluded from the rest of the world that I will forever just be in the dark?
I want to leave you with this final thought from http://likethatlikethat.wordpress.com “I made out with a beer while getting my hair cut.” I’m pretty sure I would like that. In fact, I am going to go have a beer right now. And maybe get my hair cut too.
