I have to thank my old roommate Rachel for sending me this great Easter card. I’m not a huge fan of the bunny-laden holiday (with the exception being those delicious Starburst Jelly Beans that only come out this time of year), but I found this very entertaining:
While I am still in Boston, it is the New Year and I thought it was fitting to write a little something up here on the Diatribe. I wish I had some sort of tally for the number of towns visited, miles driven, gallons of gasoline consumed, dollars spent and other miscellanea, but I don’t. It was a fun (but exhausting) vacation — and I’ll be happy to head back to California.
The weather is just starting to turn cold back here in The Bean — a whopping 17 degrees predicted for the high tomorrow.. it’s time to head back to California. Bogart adapted well to the flight out to Boston — and from what I hear — was even better on the flight back.
It was great seeing everyone and I just wanted to say Happy New Year to all the Diatribe Readers out there.
There’s one thing I’ve never understood, and that’s the appeal of Black Friday. So, while I might be able to understand the sick, twisted fascination to go out and buy holiday presents on the craziest shopping day of the year.. but who are these people that get up at 5am to hit up target and “beat the crowds?”
Why bother? It seems to me that these sorts of people either have nothing to do and get off on this sick sort of behavior or just want the bragging rights of being able to say “I went shopping on Black Friday and lived to tell the tale.” Do you want a bumper sticker or something?
Please. Give me a break. Stay Home — there’s plenty of time to shop tomorrow.
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