Proud to say...

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...it wasn't me! Although a friend of mine did keep insisting I take some Xanax with me on my trans-Atlantic flight because she was afraid I'd have a panic attack and end up in jail. (I'm still wondering what her serious concern really says about me...)

In other water cooler news:

OOPS!

Duh! (Can you say Big Screen TV?)

Surely there are better ways to save the world...

Ever have one of those days?

It could happen to anyone...

Because a kiss is just a kiss.

Cut the apron strings already!

Dude, get a real life. (Or at least let your child have one.)

Gee, we could've had an entire category for people who seem to have failed parenting 101.

Comments

Lyle said…
I think my favorite and most disturbing is the baby sitter oops. I don't know what I find most disturbing, the fact that the baby sitter did not know (by sight) the kid she was supposed to pick up, or that the parents neglectful enough to not introduce the baby sitter to their child before school.
5/10/06 8:54 AM
JandB said…
harry potter is definitely evil and should be banned from the country. along, with that one book, Huck Finn. people can be so rediculous sometimes!
5/10/06 9:29 AM
Anonymous said…
Just when you think you know someone pretty well, they come after you with a "toy" axe with intent to do bodily harm. Geeez.
And to top that he was such a weeny he had to baricade himself in the neighbors house.
This is why my collectibles mostly bobble.
5/10/06 11:48 AM
b. said…
Wouldn't the poor old man's body stank? How sad to be that invisible for a lifetime that long....
5/10/06 12:22 PM
Elizabeth-W said…
I love it when you link to various odd stories!! I thought you might link to the story of the MoTab guy who just got kicked out of the choir for taking pics of naked boys he took camping...Sheez!!
The world is a crazy place.
5/10/06 3:10 PM
dalene said…
b.--What's worse is the story of the guy who died at work (reading medical journals no less) and no one found him for days. I would feel awful if my co-workers left me to stink up the place.

skewedview-you just made my comment hall of fame: "This is why my collectibles mostly bobble."

becks--I'm reminded of when someone in our book group wouldn't read Anna Karinina because it had adultry in it. So we should be burning Tolstoy, too.
5/10/06 5:09 PM
~j. said…
"The mix-up caused alarm."

I should hope so.

My dad thinks Harry Potter is evil. He's never read a page of any of it.
5/10/06 9:04 PM
Rhonda Sloan said…
Love those! Here's one for you. Let's call it "Duh, too"...

http://www.thesmokinggun.com/archive/0926061brownies1.html
5/10/06 9:33 PM
JandB said…
rhonda- that is hilarious!

i used to work at dominoes in rexburg. i used to dream about breaking into the store at night, not to eat food, but to burn it down! i worked there before there were brownies, so if i did it now, i just may have to bake up some brownies and then burn the place down!
5/10/06 10:39 PM
dalene said…
Funny how that connection between smoking pot and craving brownies never weakens...
5/10/06 11:22 PM
Geo said…
The most curious one to me was the high-flight bum-grabber. What a way to win an argument.

It was all fun and games till the report about the dead professor. It's so incredibly sad to think that a person could die and nobody would ever miss him . . . .
6/10/06 8:36 AM
Geo said…
P.S. I think I know someone with serious compulsive buying syndrome, or whatever it's called. She's a friend from my knit group and each time we get together she has all sorts of stuff that she's justpicked up on her way--there will always be multiple pairs of shoes, jewelry, sometimes clothes, once it was a new bed. We meet at the mall, so I think the location isn't helping her. I'm always astounded by her retail therapy sessions. It's scary, actually.
6/10/06 8:41 AM
Sarah said…
The dead Vienese guy really "stinks." I can't believe nobody he knew came looking for him all that time. But when I told my husband about this story he said "Isn't that everyone's dream? To die alone and have cats eat your face off?"

Sick, Jesse. Sick Sick Sick.
6/10/06 8:41 AM
Melody said…
Aren't you glad you took that job! Look at the rich and rewarding information you've gleaned and all of us are benefitting.

I really can't stop laughing about the compulsive buying disorder...I don't know why...I think I'll go buy a new bed now.
6/10/06 8:13 PM
Millie said…
You had me at "woman grabs buttocks."

I'm trying to picture what kind of argument she and the flight attendant were having.

"I want another Bloody Mary."
"No, you've had enough to drink, Ma'am."
"Oh yeah? My hand on your butt says I'm gettin' another one!"

:::HONK:::

Haven't even read the rest yet. LOL
7/10/06 10:12 AM
b. said…
The Snake seemed to be enjoying it!
I see a lot of great names at work....but ESPN is pretty good.
Recent ones I've seen:
DANG!!! HIPPA Laws prohibit me from sayin', but trust me.....people are interesting!
7/10/06 9:03 PM
dalene said…
I buy fabric compulsively, but my BIL will drop thousands on old used car parts in a heartbeat, so somehow I feel two bucks a pop for a fat quarter now and then is fairly innocuous.

TMM--I know. The headline "grabbed" me too!

About the recluse that died. It is very sad, but I think it's a good reminder that you ought to at least be friendly with the mailman. Or someone. (Also for TMM--"It's so sad to be all alone in the world.")

B.--what if you just s p e l l e d them instead of saying them out loud???
7/10/06 11:33 PM
b. said…
Hhmmm.....you just about had me, but then I remembered "Dooce" and we would starve if we had to survive off my blog...
8/10/06 8:30 PM
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