Day Four. JD at I Do Things So You Don't Have To does some nice stuff for me. She goes to nude beaches, she buys expensive chocolate, and she gets drunk--all so I don't have to bother (in truth, I have an interest in doing these things myself, but never mind).
Today I am returning the favor. I am blogging about beer (bottles) so JD doesn’t have to.
You see, my eBayer has some…how can I put this delicately…some mistaken notions. He makes a list of things to do and refers to it often so he can scratch off the tasks he’s completed. The list runs from Sunday to Saturday. Not only does it include things to do each day of the week, but it also lists primary goals, such as get a haircut.
I call his list the Billboard Top Ten. Things like play golf are the one hit wonders, making the list one day and quickly crossed out the next. Mow lawn, however, makes his list on Monday and remains on it through the week until he finally bribes the Teen to do on Saturday. Return beer bottles has been on the charts for a solid six months now.
We live near the border of a state that gives back a deposit on bottles. We don’t buy the beer in that state, mind you, but my eBayer figures he can make a few bucks by returning the bottles there. Which...how can I put this delicately...hasn’t happened.
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Now I personally think having so many empties around sets a bad example for the children. JD, any chance you can return these beer bottles so I don’t have to?
And maybe the rest of you can click Humor-Blogs so I don't have to. This may mean scrolling down, clicking on "more posts" and then scrolling again. But thanks. I'm behind Honey Pie now and it's enough to get me to go back to blogging about...never mind.
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That's funny...I'd hope you get more than 10 cents per bottle, or those will only pay the gas money for the road trip.
ROFL!
Oh, and JD..while you're returning those beer bottles, could scratch my ass so I don't have to?
Off to smiley land.
Can't find this post on HB yet, so I'll be back to click.
Make a shelf and display them. Like trophies. In a way they are awards....burp.
peace
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Oho! Awesome post title, and it just got better and better. Pictures of beer bottles growing exponentially = funny. I'm afraid I can't return them for you, and it seems I can't even rate this post on HB - it's not showing up. BOO!
Oh, and Alice? Looks like I'll have to write another "Things I Won't Do" post, just so we're all clear.
JD at I Do Things
I think D and e-bayer share the same list...
Humor blogs won't let me click for you anymore... sigh. It keeps telling me to rate others.
Well at least he has goals.
Thank you all. As you can see, I'm having issues at home and at Humor-Blogs. It's enough to make me go back to blogging about...never mind.
Anyway, the post is there now. Click on "more posts" at the bottom and then scroll. I have one lonely point from well, me, cause, damn it, Honey Pie is now ahead.
LOL.
You should see my recycle bin, if you want to see a LOT of beer bottles.
Thanks for dropping by my weird world. What did I miss that made you want to stop blogging about beer? Without your beer blogs, I may have to blog about beer myself to fill a void. I have sworn off the hard likker for awhile, so this would be a good time for a blog idea about drinking 100 different types of beer in 100 days.
This gave me a flashback to my garage last week, when I had to start parking the car outside because "Return pop bottles" had been on my husband's 'to do' list for two months, and I was holding strong to not doing it. When he couldn't find the mower (to get the oldest to mow), he finally caved. Like all my bitching about them wasn't incentive enough.
Maybe you could get JD to take my GMAT for me so I don't have to?? It's this Friday.... Unless he's, you know, stupider than me. (Really unlikely.)
I meant SHE. Unless SHE'S stupider than me. Which is also very, very unlikely.
Yes, I think my work here is done. That is all....
oh good god, i just washed the recycle bin because it was getting (literally) buggy. i did this while sick and supposedly packing for a trip because of you know, the children (read: neighbors).
you make me feel so totally normal and i have feeling that will end us both up on Intervention.
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