I overheard this conversation with a friend. I bears repeating since it was rather funny.
Friend: I hope the makeover actually puts more makeup on me. Like, what if they just do skin care and I have to drive home with no makeup?
Other friend: Yeah, that would suck too.
Friend: My luck I’d get arrested and go to jail with no makeup. Like that last time, except this time I’d be wearing pants.
I was enjoying my Assistant on Droid, which is similar to Siri on iPhone. Although it’s not exactly the same, it’ll still do fun stuff. Like I asked stuff like if it liked me and it would answer things like, “You are a great friend.” So we kept getting more silly about it till finally Rich asked it a question and this is what happened at Starbucks.
Me: Rich asked it, “How do I murder my wife and get away with it.” Then my assistant answered, “I’ve been wondering that myself.”
Cue hilarious laughter
Rich: You do realize there is a cop right behind us, right? I mean, really?
Cop: Hey, I didn’t hear a thing.
Starbucks friend: Hey, we know them, they’re okay I swear.
Me: We were at the pet store and they had the cutest little bull terrier puppies, kind of like pugs. And I petted a cockatoo but he kept trying to eat my buttons. Oh and they had a hedgehog and chinchillas.
Mel: What are chinchillas?
Me: They’re little animals with the softest fur ever. Some people make coats out of them because of the fur but they are so adorable.
Mel: Wait, I thought chinchillas were a Mexican food.
Me: Lord, I’ll look them up. Okay it says they are from the Andes Mountains in South America and…..
Mel: See, I told you they were from Mexico.
I was watching this video of a Belgian Malinois and it was made in 1936 in Germany.
Me: Look at this neat video of the dogs doing agility in the 1930’s. It even has that old timey music!
Rich: What kind of music did you think it’d have, Sir Mix a Lot?
Lately I’ve had a few guys from foreign countries friend me on Facebook. I’m an equal opportunity friender because I rarely ignore anyone and will add them for a while. Seems though, they all want to cyber.
Here’s a conversation (loosely) I had recently and I combined a couple to save time.
Them: What are you doing
Me: nothing much
Them: Do you eat rice?
Me: (in my head I’m saying WTF) yes
Them: do you want to be close friends
Me: I don’t really know you
Them: What is your name
Me: You friended me, you should know my name
Them: Do you talk on yahoo? can I have your email? We talk close there
Me: No thanks.
I mean, really?
Rich and I have this conversation quite frequently. I’ll find symptoms on the interwebz and swear that’s what is wrong with me. Here is the latest.
Me: I wasn’t looking up symptoms. I got an email stating how you may be diabetic and that might be what is wrong.
Rich: You need to stay off of the Internet.
Me: But I’m just trying to help you. What if I go into a diabetic coma or something and then you could tell the paramedics what it might be.
Rich: How would I know to tell them that? I wouldn’t know if you ate a blowfish out of the aquarium or something.