Nov 10

Complaint Box!


Here’s a product that will come in handy at any corporation large or small. Have a complaint? Simply deposit it in the box. Do not be alarmed by the grinding sound. It only means the box is processing your complaint in a fast and efficient manner.

Oct 10

Free File Tote!

So I received a catalog in the mail today from Office Depot. On the front they offered me a 10% discount as well as a free file tote organizer with a purchase of $125 or more. I don’t think I want that free file tote though. It looks like a purse. o_O


Jul 10

Recycling Gone Horribly Wrong


This is one of the fine items they sell in the gift shop at the Circus World Museum in Baraboo, Wisconsin. I dunno, I mean recycling is great and all but I think they might be taking things a little bit too far!

In case you’re wondering, no I didn’t buy any.

May 10

A Very Important Memo

I decided to face one of the important issues facing America today head on and directly. I composed a memo and posted a copy on each employee’s door. This is what the memo said:


Apr 10


I made a shocking discovery tonight. Apparently there are several drugs in my apartment! What sort of drugs you ask? Well let’s see…


Rubbing Alcohol (And apparently it’s a flammable drug! Ack.)




Liquid Hand Soap


Hydrogen Peroxide


And my personal drug of choice, deodorant!

I really had no idea that there were so many drugs in my apartment. I hope my readers won’t think less of me. I promise I’m not an addict. I could quit any time! Well except for that deodorant one. I’ll never give that up!

Apr 10

“A Watched Pot Never Boils”

From the days of my youth, I’ve heard that a “watched pot never boils.” Well tonight, I decided to run a little test. First I put some water in a pot…


And then I watched it carefully. You could even say I eyed it suspiciously. After a few minutes, something amazing happened.


IT BOILED! Those LYING DECEITFUL WRETCHES! They had led me to believe that a watched pot never boils, and they were WRONG WRONG WRONG. So don’t believe everything you hear.

I hope they were wrong about that whole “money doesn’t grow on trees” thing too.

Apr 10

Behold My Container Collection!

So as mentioned in a previous blog post, Hillshire Farms Honey Roasted Turkey is my favourite sandwich meat ever. Not only is it a delicious food, but it comes in a handy little reusable plastic container.


The containers are really too good to throw away. In fact, I’ve seen the same ones for sale at Shopko. The only problem is, I have an ever grow collection and I’m not quite sure what to do with it.


So if you have any ideas for my little plastic containers, feel free to let me know. In the mean time I shall continue building my collection. :P

Apr 10

A Journey Of A Thousand Words

They say a photo is worth a thousand words. I’ve decided to put that theory to the test and will now attempt to write  a thousand words about this picture.


There he sits. He is still, motionless, lifeless and all is perfectly calm. He quietly rests on a white sheet of paper, oblivious to what his future may hold and where he may go. He is just a lowly popsicle stick.

He was for a time, part of a mighty tree in the woods. A lot has changed since then. The majority of the wood from the tree was used for other purposes. Part of it is now a cabinet in Oklahoma, a canoe in Alaska, a potato crate in Idaho, and even a roll of toilet paper in Alabama. Yes, this lonely stick is now a fragment of what he once was.

For  a few months, he was accompanied by another popsicle stick. They were both in a frozen banana popsicle. For them it was a cold existence, but they really didn’t mind. You see, wood is used to cold weather. Wood spends many decades or even centuries braving the harshness of winter. So living in a freezer, lodged in a frozen banana flavored liquid, and wrapped in a wrapper was nothing terribly difficult for this stick.

It was a fateful day when he and his friend were pulled from the freezer. The fate however, was much worse for the popsicle itself, for it had to endure melting in a hot bath of stomach acid. The journey from there would only grow worse, so we’ll just leave that to your imagination, dear reader. Yes, the stick had it easy by comparison, for all he had to endure was a bit of saliva.

For a short period, the stick was abandoned and left sitting on a piece of furniture. It was only a matter of time before he would find companionship in a large rubbish bag full of many unseemly forms of refuse. Candy wrappers, bread bags, plastics of many a different sort, spoiled food and who knows what else would abide with the stick for many many moons.

The stick’s eventual resting spot would be a landfill in some remote region. No one knows exactly where this landfill is, for discovering that fact would’ve taken a great deal of effort. (Not to mention time and money.) Indeed, tracking the location of a used popsicle stick seems rather unimportant in today’s modern society. Would it have ever been important?  It seems unlikely, as many many sticks have been discarded over the years  and no one has ever felt inclined to discuss them since their demise.

The days in the landfill would move slowly for the stick. He would gradually degrade day after day in the hot sun. His companions around him would slowly lose form, and become a sticky gooey wretched smelling mass of organic matter.

The spoiled food was the first to go. It was ravaged by millions of little bacteria all too eager to feast. The paper waste was the next to degrade, and then the stick itself. There they all sat, a wet mess in a plastic bag. The plastics were much more stubborn. They would take hundreds of years to break down and finally free the contents inside. At that time, all that was in the bag would return to the earth. And off in a distant woods, a lumberjack will be chopping down a tree. New wood will be made into many different things; even some popsicle sticks. And for the new sticks, their journey will be just beginning.

What will become of the white sheet of paper, you ask? Well we simply don’t know. The piece of paper could take many different paths. He could be a quick note to a distant friend, a love letter to someone special, a printout of a map, a doodle sheet, a drawing, or maybe even a sheet of homemade wrapping paper.

But paper is becoming less and less important these days. Fewer people are reading newspapers, writing letters, writing checks, or even paying paper bills. Does that mean our need for paper will shrink over the next few decades? Most assuredly so.

However, the population of the world continues to rise, and more people in this world means there will be more butts.  The more butts there are, the more toilet paper we’ll need. Sure, people could switch to bidets, but let’s be honest, they seem awkward and weird. Frankly, I can’t imagine using one, and even if I did, I’d still need to use something to wipe the moisture off my butt. That substance would likely be paper.

Indeed, paper seems like the logical solution. Using a normal towel for the purpose would be gross and unsanitary. And I’m pretty sure that no one in his right mind would be willing to use some sort of a butt drier.  So let’s just keep our toilet paper and avoid the whole awkward bidet issue.

Anyway, as we get closer to the end of our journey of a thousand words, I do hope that you, dear reader, enjoyed the ride. It’s hard to believe that everything I’ve just written was inspired by a simple picture of a wooden popsicle stick sitting on a white sheet of paper.

As we reach our conclusion, I’ll just take a moment to tell you all that banana popsicles are very very wonderful. If you’ve never had one, or haven’t had one in a very long time, I would suggest you get in your car and drive to the store and buy some. You’ll probably be very very happy, and if not you can just give the popsicles to me.

Oh and hey, as long as you’re there you might wanna pick up some toilet paper. It sure couldn’t hurt anything. It’s probably a good idea to keep a few extra rolls around. You never know when you might suddenly have a bunch of guests over, and running out of toilet paper is exceedingly embarrassing. So yeah, why don’t you just hop in your car right now and go buy some banana popsicles and toilet paper?

Apr 10

An Amazing Accomplishment

I have accomplished something that I had attempted many times before. It’s something I’ve failed to succeed at many many times. Therefore, I feel a sense of pride and joy as I announce to my friends, family and the entire blogosphere that I have managed to consume an entire half gallon of milk before the sell by date!


How did I do it, you ask? Well, with the help of my friends, Nesquik (both strawberry and chocolate), Honey Comb cereal and Froot Loops with marshmallows, I was able to accomplish this amazing feat.

Let us rejoice! *rejoices*

Apr 10

A Special Announcement!


I’ve decided to quit my job and move to Oregon. I’ve already withdrawn my entire life savings so I can rent a building and operate a homemade gumball shop. These special gumballs will be sugar-free. Sure, there’s lots of sugar-free gum out there, but not a lot of sugar-free gumballs, so I think this a big internationally neglected market.

I know things may be tough for a while before my business turns profitable. However, I have several ideas to save money. I’ll live above the store. I’ll give up such luxury items as deodorant. I’ll shower every two weeks if I can afford it.

My napkins will be supplied by local fast food restaurants. To save money, those napkins will also double as toilet paper. For food, I’ll make homemade tomato soup out of ketchup packets. If I’m feeling extravagant, I may splurge on white bread and ramen noodles.

I know this is a risky venture, but I feel that eventually I will make millions selling my special sugar-free gumballs. I anxiously await my happy future.