Strand, in New York City, is an old and world-famous bookstore.
They are also run by the semi-literate, which is not a good… sign.
Category / Bill Bickel
I’m not going to even try to figure out a tag for this one
Mitch: These two giggles aren’t really a case of synchronicity, as the Last Kiss was from a couple days earlier, and come to think of it these aren’t really doing the same joke just a thematic element in common.
Nonetheless, I saw them and said “Hey, that’s the same idea as…”
Give Holly some credit here…
- I hope we’re supposed to infer that Holly means credit card bills simply don’t have to be paid until next month, not that she thinks having a credit card means you don’t need money at all. That’s what I thought when I was three, but of course comic strip children can be really, really stupid.
- I wonder whether Val bought the book using cash.
Strange But True
Not only is it “Popeyes Louisiana Kitchen” now, but they dropped the apostrophe in Popeye’s.
In a time when people are adding extraneous apostrophes before every “s” in sight, these people are taking illiteracy in a different direction by omitting the apostrophe where every first-grader knows it belongs.
I bet Ray Croc was happy he wasn’t married to THIS woman…
Ring Tone I Don’t Understand [OT]
Maybe somebody here can figure this out…
My wife phoned me yesterday; and instead of a default ring, I heard… well, the wrong kind of Ring. I heard “Ride of the Valkyries.”
Which would be fine, except I never set that as the ring tone for calls from my wife’s phone. And I don’t have that music in my phone. Anywhere.
Nonetheless… Ride of the Valkyries
The next time she called me, I heard the usual default ring tone — so I have no idea what happened earlier. The most logical hypothesis at this moment is that this wasn’t a ring tone at all: at the very moment she called me, an army of Valkyries just happened to be flying past.
(She later decided, by the way, that she wants that music to be her ring tone on my phone — specifically, the Elmer Fudd cover version)
YWYW
Or, since you’re on your phone anyway, type “TYTY” into the browser and get the answer in 4.5 seconds.
It really is too darn hot
I usually save this for the hottest day of the summer, which I know today is not: but we’ve got construction going on here that precludes turning on the air conditioning, plus there are machines in the kitchen belching out hot, humid air that’s long since spread to every room in the house. So Holy Hades, Batman, it’s ugly in here. I’d sleep outside if I weren’t worried about getting eaten by a bear.
(of course they’ll be removing the machines tomorrow, just in time for the temperatures to drop 25 to 30 degrees anyway)
Not really sure how to label this, but I liked it.
Oh seriously, ANOTHER Bill Bickel? [OT]
IBB, the Seattle real estate agent, has appropriated my Gmail address. Now South Dakota’s Bill Bickel is using my Yahoo mail address.
So I know all about the Dodge van he and his wife Courtney own, paid for by his mother Laurie.
This would make him at least the fifth Bill Bickel to use either my Gmail or Yahoo address. This is getting beyond ridiculous.
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