Having just discovered that my underwear accidentally matches my shirt, I have decided to take better stock of my surroundings.
And I have concluded that I have a lot of weird shit in my cube. (And if my coworkers didn’t think I was weird for all of this weird shit, they certainly do now that I’ve been taking pictures of all the weird shit.)
(The underwear pic was taken in the bathroom, I promise.)
Ma gave me the pink monkey thing years ago for Feb. 14. It sings “It’s Raining Men.” When Jenny Lewis sings “a Valentine from your mother,” I like to think she’s talking about pink disco gorillas.
This is an actual ad from a fitness magazine. It also includes the phrases “lactating man boob,” “anal leakage” and “spasmodic sphincter backlash.” Mmm…peanut butter brownie…
There is a story behind this, but…do you really care?
Everybody needs a rearview mirror on their monitor. Hey, you might also need a list of keyboard shortcuts for special characters. I know I do.
Oh Alf, you and I are so totally on the same level. I always knew.