willie

measured for tux for brother's 2nd wedding today. the lady told me to to pull the pants up to touch my belly-button. it reminded me of the stylishness of Apu on the Simpsons, and Mr. Kainee, my 7th grade shop teacher. no thank you, I do not wish to be reminded of my pizza-beer tummy. i will sag them tuxedo pants respectibly and comfortably, thankyouverymuch.

speaking of Simpsons- season 11 in my hot little hands this eve....
and a Timmy talking bobble head. and about $30 worth of halloween candy.

the morons at Sears left sister Mandy so torqued off that they made it so hard to spend her money for brother's gifts that we didn't blow our whole wad. she said she had to leave before she threw something. shopping shouldn't be that hard..... we asked 3 people where to find the registry, two items were out of stock, we couldn't split the cost on our cards, and the dude forgot to credit the gift we did buy to the registry. after about 20 minutes on the phone, turns out were SOL, so now she's got to call him, tell him what we got him, and have him take it off so nobody else buys it. thankfully, he picked a bunch of tools; un-cool is that we'll have to pay out the ass to ship 'em or figure out a way to purchase them from the store near him....