Snapchat as GrandmaEleanor. Andy gives his review.Can old people learn how to use the Internet? Hell yes! Cyber-Seniors is a 3 1/2 star documentary showing what it’s like to teach them, and before you know it you might be Shura Eadie in the movie making grilled cheese on YouTube, or Andy’s Mom-in-Law, in his life, discovering
Andy nearly spit out his coffee when he saw the magazine covers, but his wife failed to see the humor in his new-found funny. Andy wonders about funny being shot down, but mostly if you find this picture funny.
Moving is leaving a lot of new experiences for Andy to wonder about, and with a toilet seat swap necessary for the Mighty Ferguson in the new pad, he wonders about toilet seats and moving.
Andy was guilty of distracted driving, and not because he was eating in the car, talking on his phone, or trying to look up “Cool restaurants” on his phone. Nope, he was mesmerized by the “hand-talker” behind him, and wonders about your driving habits.
Andy saw a sign on the corner that told him he could make $5,000 a month part-time, or $10,000 a month full-time, just by being an apprentice to an investor. He wanted to call but figured it was some kind of scam. He wonders if you might make the call?
Where I live I have grown accustomed to the usual locations the police will use to set up a speed trap. I’m not that much of a lead-foot to begin with, in fact, on a trip years ago with a…
I so wanted my first post announcing my first iPhone app to be filled with gloriousness, with “Hey, go out and get it!”, with “Let me know what you think!”, with “Sure, I know it’s $.99 and you want it…
The people would be there, in the freezing cold, in a line that sometimes would stretch down the street and around the corner, and you would think it was either the day after Thanksgiving and they were waiting for the season’s hottest gift, or that some store was giving away a hundred dollars just for standing in line. With my friends I would mock these people, laugh at them as they were bundled in their parkas, shivering, yet with shear anticipation on their faces, and in an orderly fashion they would file, one by one, into the little storefront that housed a treasure people far and wide would stand for hours, or at least a bunch of minutes, to secure.
My problem now is what to replace the magazine with. See, I already subscribe to Rolling Stone, Maxim, and somehow I get this Small Business Magazine, and they all pretty much keep me in tune with things in the entertainment world and hihg finance, although I do like a decent interview, and that’s what Playboy used to really give me. While listening to the radio I was thinking GQ might be a nice replacement because I heard there was a great article with Clint Eastwood recently, but really, me and GQ?
Yup, we can expect that on Thanksgiving night there will be the proverbial news story showing the imbecile who is first-in-line to get that flat screen TV that will eventually be on sale for a better price if they could just hold out until right before the Super Bowl, and by the time the Friday morning news hits, the lead story will then be about the people who caused a stampede and killed someone to get the same TV.