There is really not point to that title other than that I want to get it stuck in your head. You can thank me later.
The lead sentence in a newspaper article I read: "The killer of a Minneapolis man who went out for drinks with coworkers today received nearly 17 years in prison – the midpoint of sentencing guidelines for his crimes."
Wait. I thought the victim was dead. How did he go out for drinks with coworkers today? And why?
Today, Gmail displayed the following ad for me: "Born Again Floozies - Recorded and mixed by Steve Albini Tuba, 2 tap dancers, great music."
Seriously? Why does Gmail think I would be interested in this?
I think that I have previously asked all of you to ask me any questions you wanted. I can't find that old post though, and I remember that I didn't get any questions. So let us just forget about that episode and move on to today's request. What would you like me to take a picture of to share with the readers of this blog? I will do my best to accomodate all reasonable requests, but there shall be little to no nudity, and I am not going to take a picture of my bank statement or anything of that nature. Would you like to see a picture of our DVD collection? Would you like to see a picture of me pelting H with ninjas? Do you wonder what our basement looks like? Let me know, and I will do what I can! Think of it as my Valentine's Day Present to you!
Here are two freebies to start you off:
I would like to see a picture of your office building.
There you go! Bonus: You get to see how dirty my windshield is!
Could you show us a picture of what the silverware drawer looks like when H puts away the clean dishes?
I would be more than happy to show you, Fake Reader! H apparently does not believe in the wonders of the silverware organizing thingy. But I am just glad that he puts the silverware away, so I am not complaining!