In an effort to get me to write more posts, I’m composing them in Microsoft Word using my own handwriting font. The thought is that looking at my own words in my own script will inspire me to write more. Then I’ll just copy and paste it into WordPress before publishing.
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I was watching ‘Good Luck Charlie‘ on the streaming Netflix the other day. The kids like the show and it’s family-friendly, so you know, win-win. Anyway, the mom on the show is, well…in the two seasons I’ve watched, I don’t think I’ve ever seen her mother anything. No nurturing talks or life lessons for her kids. Just a big giant bowl of psychotic neuroses. I realize the show is tailored for laughs, but she is just so over-the-top, it’s ridiculous.
Which just goes to support my longstanding theory that Disney hates moms. Seriously, the most endangered species on the planet is a Disney mom. If hunters aren’t shooting them, then predator fish are eating them. Disney loves devising new and inventive ways to kill moms. If you need some ideas, Disney, how about mother-eating sharks, laser spine destruction or maybe hot lava? Just trying to help.
Really, if Ensign Jones is going down to the planet’s surface with Kirk, Spock and McCoy, he should bring along a Disney mom. His chances of survival will increase threefold or more. You’re going to be okay, Ensign Jones!
Somebody’s going to have to pay for that mirror, missy!
It’s important that you understand that I love Android. I really do. My Android phone, even with the problems with this particular model, is the greatest thing I have ever owned. Plus there are so many models at different price points that it doesn’t matter if you’re a bank president or in the motor home repair business, you can afford one.
I mean, it was naturally going to happen that I would fall in love with Android considering how much Apple-hating I do on a pretty regular basis. But I really love the Android OS.
With that said, I hate the commercials Android manufacturers put out. Why? Because they never actually try to SELL THE PHONE. The commercials are always some kind of crazy espionage film. For example, one recently showed a truck driving and a guy shooting and a box falling off a truck and this whole long, convoluted plot just to get the phone out of a box. Ugh.
SELL THE PHONE! Another commercial featured the phone being spun repeatedly on tiny metal fingers. Another has a Sprint store with Christmas trees and decorations made out of Android devices. SELL THE PHONE. Go watch a flippin’ Apple commercial. They’re about the people using the technology to interact with each other, not shooting the phone out of a tree to capture it from the Russians or something. Geez.
You know, I gotta tell you, the world just isn’t fair sometimes.
Take foot fetishists, for example. These people have attached sexuality to feet. How did they do this? It’s just wrong. I mean, I like to look at chick’s butts, but I can’t walk around in the summer and see them hanging out everywhere. Foot fetishists can go to the park or the beach and be in friggin’ heaven and I have to sit over here and just imagine.
The world is messed up.
