Month: November 2002

  • Sugar Highs


    At this very moment, I have three boxes of Frosted Mini-Wheats sitting on top of my refrigerator. All of them are half empty (or half full, if you prefer). I’m not sure why I open a new box of cereal before I finish the old one, but the result is an impressive shrine to the holy trinity of The Cereal Gods: Kellog’s, Post, and General Mills.  Today’s selection: Frosted Mini-Wheats (3 boxes), Fruity Pebbles (2 boxes), Lucky Charms (2 boxes), Golden Grahams (1 box), and Cocoa Puffs (1 box). 


    How many days beyond the “sell by” date would you still drink the milk in your fridge? The “sell by” date is a bit inaccurate, don’t you think? Instead, there should be a “drink by” date. Usually, I purchase my milk at least week before the “sell by” date and it is rare for me to finish off milk that is a day or two past that date. 


    But tonight I was desperate.  The cupboard is bare, so the only thing I could cook** for dinner was cereal. Unfortunately, the “sell by” date on my milk is November 21. Today, of course, is the 25th.  Four days.  That’s pushing it, especially since I opened the milk over a week and a half ago.  Admittedly, the milk smelled a little weird, but there was no discoloration or unidentified floating objects.


    Thankfully, the unusual smell was masked by the cereal’s frosty goodness.


    ** I define “cooking” as the mixing of two or more ingredients.






    Resolve This Dispute!


    A couple of weeks ago, I got into a heated debate with Cooter, a co-worker of mine. We agreed to submit the issue to you, dear Xangans, because everyone knows that the best way to settle an argument is to have a blog-poll.


    The source of the dispute: the candy known as Spree.



    The question: What is the plural form of Spree? Spree or Sprees?


    I say Spree. My arguments:




    1. On Nestle’s website (the company that manufactures Spree) will you NOT find the word “Sprees”.


    2. A roll or box of Spree contains more than one Spree, yet the package still says Spree, not Sprees.


    3. It just sounds better.


    4. When it comes to arguments with Cooter, I’m usually right.

    Cooter’s sole, pitiful argument:




    1. If you go on more than one shopping spree, you’ve gone on shopping sprees. A shopping “spree” is spelled the same as the candy “spree” so the same rules apply.

    My rebuttal:




    1. Rules of pluralization don’t apply to all homonyms. For example, pantyhose and garden hose.  More than one garden hose means you have garden hoses, but you have a pair of (panty) hose, not hoses.


    2. His name is Cooter.


    3. Do you really want to side with this guy?

    [IMAGE REMOVED AT COOTER'S REQUEST]



    Random Quotation:


    Bath & Body salesgirl: Would you like to try our new cranberry hand cream?


    My dad: No thanks, I just ate.




    Weird Picture:



    It isn’t often you see a picture of me massaging someone’s blue balls. 


     

  • Cold, Harsh Reality TV


     


    LeslieMarie confessed that she watches the Anna Nicole Smith show and asked other Xangans to admit to their guilty TV pleasures.  Ok, I’ll fess up.  I love reality shows.  Any reality show. Survivor, Big Brother, The Real World, Tough Enough, The Bachelor, etc.  You name it, I probably watch it.  I am a connoisseur of trash TV.  Not only do I watch these shows, but I’m actually entertained by them.  Even the most creative comedic writers in show biz couldn’t make up material this good.


     


    Let’s take Tuesday night’s episode of MTV’s FM Nation as an example:


     


    Meet Scott.  He’s from Salt Lake. He’s a Mormon.  He’s also a 24-year old virgin.  He’s going to ask his crush if she will go to a Cher concert with him.  And he’s going to do it on MTV!


     


    We all know what is going to happen.  It is like a bad horror movie when the busty blonde walks into a dark, creepy basement looking for her friends that have been missing for hours:  you know she’s about to get whacked by the serial killer lurking in the shadows.  We resist the urge to scream at the screen, “NO! Don’t do it!”  Instead, we sit back and watch as the inevitable unfolds before our eyes. 


     


    Tip #1: If your crush doesn’t seem to know who you are, don’t ask her out on national TV.


     


    Scott calls his special lady friend, but it is obvious that she doesn’t recognize his voice. It is only after he tells her his first AND last name AND from where they know each other that she realizes who he is.  And even then, I’m not sure I believe her.  She agrees to meet him for ice cream, but she sounds unenthused.  Perhaps a little bit frightened as well.  This is a bad sign. 


     


    Tip #2:  Avoid suggesting that your crush is a slut. For most women, this is a turn-off.


     


    After getting ice cream, Scott takes his crush to “Make-out Point” (ooooh!).  On the way, Scott’s crush talks about a guy (NOT Scott) that she went out on a date with earlier that week.  Note to all oblivious men:  when a woman talks about another guy she’s interested in, she’s trying to let you down easy.  Loosely translated, she was telling Scott, “Please don’t ask me out.”  Sadly, Scott missed her signal.  Instead, he asked her if she kissed the guy.  When she said yes, Scott replied, “Oh? So you like kissing guys, huh?”


     


    *record screeches to a halt*


     


    Tip #3: When asking a woman out, never use plastic bath toys.


     


    Once the star-crossed “lovers” arrive at Make-out Point, Scott reveals his true reason for taking her out that night.  And no, it isn’t because of their mutual love of ice cream.  By way of illustration, Scott pulls out a plastic toy boat.  “See this boat?” he says. “This is a friendSHIP.”  The woman stares at Scott incredulously, like she is mentally willing him to stop talking. It doesn’t work. “And this boat?” Scott says as he pulls out the second plastic toy, “This is a relationSHIP.”


     


    *crickets chirping*


     


    Tip #4:  Save the bad puns for the second date.  If there is one.


     


    I don’t think the woman uttered a single word in about thirty minutes, but that didn’t deter good ol’ Scotty, the 24-year old Mormon virgin.  Oh no.  “And the way a friendSHIP gets to a relationSHIP,” Scott says as he gestures with the two boats and the Cher concert tickets, “is by CHER-ing something.  CHER-ing. Get it? Share? Cher?”


     


    *even the crickets stop chirping*


     


    After Scott gets the “we’re just friends” speech, he drops off his crush back at her house.  Still in good spirits, he declares, “At least I’m still the best looking guy in the car!” Of course, there is no one else in the car.  Hey, at least he knows how to laugh at himself.  I start to feel bad for the guy until he wonders out loud if this means she doesn’t want to go to the Cher concert.


     


    Tip #5: No Scott, she is not going to the Cher concert with you (sometimes you just have to be blunt).


     


    Now that’s entertainment.


     






    Random Xanga Quotation:


     


    My cheek and gums are still big and poofy and pus… (whoops how do spell pus-sy without all my readers with dirty minds taking it and running with it).. pus filled . . .” - Lona May






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