Random dumb thoughts
This page is to put those little weirdnesses of life that don't really fit anywhere else, or aren't worth a page of their own
Sunday, March 28, 2004
A sweet way to end a pretty much otherwise non-eventful weekend. Head over to Name that Candybar!
Make sure to get both pages
The first page, I did okay -- nine of twelve, not too bad for someone who swore off candy five years ago, and never liked regular US candy bars to begin with. I got I got four of them on the second page -- much harder, as I hadn't even heard of many of them.
This, or course, is a poor showing considering that I cleaned up on "name-that-mooshed-up-candy-bar-in-a-diaper" game that I was subjected to at a baby shower a few years ago. Although, to be fair, it was on a military base, so all that was available were the same six candy bars that get sold at commisaries worldwide. Why do people play such stupid games at baby showers? There were other games, like guess how many toilet paper squares wrap around the mother-to-be's bloated abdomen. She's smiling, the host is smiling, and I've got that "get me out of here soon" rictus on my face. If I ever have a baby, please don't have one of these stupid showers -- let's go to the movies, or get our nails done or go to tea at the Ritz or the Willard. Without the stupid bow hat or candy-bar diapers.
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