Germs, Milkshake Run, & Cat-Dog On Crack

I was horrified the other night on a typical bathroom run at the theatre. I've been watching too much TV entirely lately, and earlier that day I had watched some doctor show where they explained that when you leave the lid up on your toilet seat the bacteria, e-coli and in other words poopy particles fly into the air and spread a radius of up to eight feet. This didn't particularly bother me upon first hearing it since I make a habit of putting my potty lid down at home. However, my whole germaphobic world flipped upside down when I walked into a packed potty at the movies and with all the flushing going on in that room it hit me like a mac truck. There are no toilet lids in here. I'm suddenly surrounded and have in the past been surrounded massive times by lid-less public potties and other grody peoples flying feces and urine particles. EEWWWWWW!!!!!!

Now, appropriately to talk of food. Tim and I made a run to McD's tonight for a well deserved milkshake after raking the leaves from the front yard. I have MASSIVE stock in leaves people! Anyhow, we are sitting there four cars back and Tim says "that guy is ordering so much food I think they might run out of cow" hahahahahaha! Damn, that kid is funny! It's times like that in which I am so proud and have no problem claiming his as my son.

Last, because none of my items never connect on a normal thought pattern. I thought it would be fun to show you a picture of our kitty Ferb. Cause he smokes a crack pipe while we are out and he's totally great for entertainment because of it. This is not him playing. This is how he watched TV.

Oh,.. and he is also our dog. He's dual purpose. He has the personality of a dog on most days with the exception of eating anything up from the floor. I've already informed Rafe that when this baby becomes a Cheerio eating toddler we need to be ready to invest in a dog. It's just better to have a self motivated vacuum.

Gone To Shit! My Brain That Is...

Really! I haven't posted on here lately, and as I question why I only have one answer. I have been so freaking busy lately that my only spare, thought involved, non-planning and random fun thoughts that I have had are things with the likes of this following question.

How do companies such as Charmin, Angel Soft, White Cloud etc... test their product? Toilet paper that is. I was wondering how the product testing of these companies is assembled.

Are their specifics to testing ass paper? I mean, we all know they have to test their products. So,..toilet paper. Is there a group of employees that take product home to test and report their findings after wiping? Do they really go through the trials and tribulation of possibly having a crappy product? (Pardon the pun) Are they at home cursing their work like most Americans but due in part to product testing leading to poo on their finger when the paper is too flimsy or scratchy on their arse or heaven forbid they get a urinary infection due to the perfumes or textures of various TP's. Is their workers comp for an overly scratched ass?

Maybe instead of putting their employees through testing they are a more caring employer and use dummy dolls. Is their a group of dummy dolls produced that actually poops and pees? They can make the waterbaby, baby doll so surely this is attainable. So they could just use dummy dolls and mechanical ass wiping devices and then what? A panel of people sit around in a semi-circle assessing the usage of toilet paper to a dummies ass? Noting things on their paper like minor irritations or paper remnants left stuck in the crack?

I imagine if I ever had a job in a company of this nature I would send my resume straight to the product testing of flush ability. That has to be much less invasive. Yet not as comical...hmmm.

Anyhow, as you can see. these are my most interesting random thoughts lately and it's a bit disturbing. Even to my own maniacal self. My head is officially in the shitter!

Check It

The update... I'm starting college in January. College and a baby. Don't roll your eyes. You all knew I was crazy and thrive on being too busy! Besides, this is how I did college the first time around so why screw with a good thing right?

I've had a mega sweet tooth. More than normal which verges on needing to surgically insert a pixie stix fountain in my mouth. Maybe the dentist could fill up that throat hangy thing with sugar that would be like a permanent hard candy! Yeah, what an invention that would be.

I noticed a medical transport van today that had a sign posted on the window and said "no smoking." The van needed to install a second sign reading "if you can't read, don't ride in my van" cause the passenger was puffing away on a cancer stick and all I could think was "i hope you blow up because your smoke lingers and mixes with some gases coming from whatever your transporting. Dumbass! I think I have some hormonal issues. Ignore that for the next seven months.

Are 11 year olds really supposed to know what Mauve, Puce and Indigo are? When Tim brings me homework I don't know how to do I get a little worried. Either my brain is mush or they are teaching crap he may never use. Like what a Chrysalis is.

Does anybody enjoy the show "Trading Spouses?" What is wrong with the world?

So, I'm headed to school for nursing. My Etsy shop "Mansacoe" is going to be launched around the first of the year as well. Still haven't found any official work but I've been keeping busy. Where are all my readers anyways? Did you all fall into a black hole of abomination? Peeps?