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Showing posts with label WEIRD. Show all posts
Showing posts with label WEIRD. Show all posts

Sunday, July 15, 2007

Spa Day

New genre of Spa Treatment:


Snake Massage
While it’s
not the ideal stress reliever for the faint of heart, knotted muscles slither
away following a snake massage performed in Northern Israel by therapist Ada
Barak at her eponymous spa. For about $70, she’ll sic her six non-venomous
serpents on clients’ aching muscles. As the snakes slip and slide down the
spine, tension supposedly slithers away.


Sooo...Ada was just sitting around one day, thinking "What could I use just laying around the house that would bring in some extra income to help the fam, hmmm...."

Seriously, how much tension and stress could be relieved by having snakes slithering all over your bare skin. More important, what keeps them from slithering places they don't need to be slithering 'cause you know snakes like dark places. Yep, I don't think so even if I was Oprah Winfrey and couldn't find enough ways to spend all my money. See, now this is how rich people and celebrities get caught up in weird stuff.

However, if you have the money to burn and you REALLY, REALLY like snakes, you can find out more about "snake spa specials" and more "unique" forms of spa treatments found round the world here.

Different strokes for different folks is an understatement.

Monday, April 30, 2007

WHAT'S HER DEAL?

The internet is a weird, fascinating, scarry, fun place.

(Is it, "a place" ? Hmmm...)

You can type almost any word or phrase into your browser and instantly get a plethura of information on the subject right at your fingertips.

Don't remember exactly how I got here today (a link to a link to a link) and I'm not sure what to think of it.

Give me your opinions.

Friday, April 20, 2007

FRESH & CLEAN, #I

We have a gmail address, which we LOVE because you can take it anywhere you move.

And we, unfortunately, have moved quite often in the last few years.

Gmail has this feature that is sort of eery at first, but you soon get used to it. While you're typing an email, "something" takes note of the main "theme" of the email and then, off to the side, posts links comon with the "theme".

Today, I was exchanging new addresses with my Aunt in Tennessee and gmail, as usual, posted links off to the side.

I was casually glancing over them and came upon one that was strange because it was totally off-theme.

I was thinking, "What?" "What's this have to do with ANYTHING in my email?"

So, of course, I was intrigued and followed the link.

Because of the interesting nature of this product, tomorrow I'm planning a second blog on the same product, focusing on some specific "features" the product offers.

I'm expecting comments on today's blog, but please (Mark), no inappropriate satire.

Tomorrow, #2.

:0) :0) :0) :0)

Sunday, April 15, 2007

SERIOUSLY

I comment, off-blog, quite often about how we, as Americans, are so spoiled.


Just the sheer number of choices we have in T.P. is quite absurd.


Our pets benefit much in our excesses.


This cracked me up.



It's called a "Pet Peek."

Because Fido needs to know what's happenin' at the neighbors, as well.

Otherwise, how would he ever know if he's keepin' up with Fido Jones?!?

I have to wonder who spits in it to keep it from fogging over?

You or your dog.

Check it out here:http://www.solutions.com/shopping/search/searchresultsmain.jsp?fresh=1&searchType=advanced&iMainCat=0&iSubCat=0&attribute14=0&attribute15=0&attribute16=0&RS=1&keyword=pet+peek

While you're there, check out the "Poop Freeze"

Friday, December 15, 2006

ANYONE FOR VITTLES?

We moved to a "truly" southern state this year. I've noticed the past few weeks traps in alot of yards and after contemplating this for several days, I remembered hearing someone say a while back, "We have trouble with squirrels chewing our power lines here." Instantly, I knew what the traps were for...EWWW!


A few of our neighbors have a trap in their front yard; they all had us over for a get-together before we moved into our new home.


Ya'll come back now, ya' hear!