... it's time once again for random obserations made by me that aren't enough to blog an entire entry on.
Did you know that an early screen test evaluation for Fred Astair read:
"Can't sing. Can't act. Slightly balding. Can dance a little."
I wonder how big were the shoes that that casting director was wearing, because they certainly were in his mouth.
So, I think that the jeans manufacturers may actually have been on the right track when they created those low-rise jeans. Or they thought they were. They were probably tired of hearing complaints from 'hippy' females who have small waists - thus the jeans bag out. So they cut off the high waist, and made those low-rise jeans.
Here's the problem - those of us with a little extra flesh in the tummy region don't wear low-rise jeans. Well, some of us don't - there are others who do. I apologize, dear readers, if you are one of those with a tummy bulge intentionally sticking out over your low-rise jeans, but I just don't get it and I think it looks icky.
So, jeans makers out there... please bring back those jeans with a good waist on them. Hear that Levi-Strauss? Please start making 512's again, without the stretch material.
Control Freak. Now it's your turn to say 'Control Freak who?'
So, a guy can walk around for work with shorts on and hairy legs and not be laughed at, pointed out, or otherwise talked to about thier appearance.
A woman wears shorts to work and has tiny microscopic stubble because she forgot to run the razor over her legs that morning, and it's the end of the world.
*disclaimer: I don't ever wear shorts to work, this happened to someone else I know at another company*
Did you know that at the Pentagon, the world's largest office complex, 250 light bulbs are replaced each day?
First of all, that's a testament to government excess.
Secondly, I'm sure that those light bulbs are bought at 4x standard non-sale price
Thirdly, don't they know how to turn off a light switch, or do they just say "oh, we've had that bulb for about 6 months, it's time to change it".
*shakes her head*
I don't think I want to know.
So I passed someone in the hall the other way at work. I asked him how he was doing, and he said not bad. When he asked me, I replied that I was doing pretty good.
It's an interesting difference between the two when you stop and think about the perspectives, isn't it?
From the "Things you don't expect (or want) to see" department:
Your company's catering truck parked at Burger King, and the lead cook on board eating a Whopper.
Grocery stores intentionally put rice cakes in the same aisle as cookies for a reason, don't they? It's a conspiracy to lure people off of diets, right?
The other day I was playing Yahoo!Towers and A came up and asked what I was doing. I told her I was playing a game. She asked me, "Are the other players real internet people?"
I promptly lost my concentration (and the game). "Yes, honey, they are real internet people... as opposed to...?"
"Real Computer People."
She's too cute.
Did you know that the average American eats 3.3 pounds of peanut butter a year. A standard 18oz jar of peanut butter is approximately 1.1 pounds of product.
That's a lot of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.
So I was up in the middle of the night and turned on the radio to hear a commercial looking for people to participate in an Alzheimer's study, and another right behind it looking for people to participate in a study about compulsive shoppers. I've never heard these commercials during the day on this station (which I listen to fairly regularly)
So, I guess they think people who fall into these categories are also insomniacs?
And what about the compulsive shoplifters? The folks who have to call in for that can't be those who steal for profit or to fund a drug habit and a series of other reasons. I guess those folks are also insomniacs too, but I'd bet they have a low turnout because the only category left would be those who steal to steal, and thus, the police might get involved in that program.
The other day I was listening to "Car Talk" on NPR and the question was asked: "Do two people who don't know what they are talking about know more or less than one person who doesn't know what he's talking about?"
I have to say it's possible for two people to know less - if they're male, with beer, in front of football.
The song "People Are Strange" mentions the line 'No one remembers your name, when you're strange'.
I don't think, in today's society, that that's necessary true anymore. I think folks are more likely to remember your name when you're strange because of the inherent dark thoughts that people have about whether or not their lives are in danger.
...and thus ends this edition of Random Rambles. Have a great day!