You wasted your money on all those “now on DVD” ads on my “That’s My Bush” DVD. You tried to make them unskippable, but you didn’t hire very smart people to do that job, so I don’t know what you wanted to try and sell me, just that it was a pointless effort on your part.
Rest assured, though, I won’t ever buy another Comedy Central DVD. I’ll just go back to renting them at Blockbuster.
In addition to the traditional calls from Mom, Dad, and Sister1, I got a birthday greeting from the robot at HR Block. It was a little creepy. I wonder if they make those calls to all people who file with them, or just the ones with birthdays close to tax season.
(The die is cast, latin)
My vote is in the mail. If only tv-advertising could be aware of that fact, and not keep annoying me with commecials for/against different parties, policies, and whatnots.
At least the rain stopped long enough that the roads had dried out enough, I was willing to scooter over to the post office. First trip attempt since purchasing a scarf. I will need to try some different ways of putting that on. Today’s choice was less than fully effective, and made me paranoid that it was going to fly off me, and onto the windshield of the car behind me, in some cartoon-capers-esque prelude to a disaster. Thankfully, this trip went without incident.