I'm Not Arrogant. I'm Just Better Than You. Analyze Words will take your twitter handle and spit out some sort of psychological gobbledygook. Instead of pegging me as an over-friendly extrovert (which I most certainly am online, folks), it says that I'm arrogant, angry, worried, distant and analytic.
I was expecting "you're so nice!" or something like that. Well. Go try it and see what it says. It has pegged everyone else I entered into the system pretty well except me, so it might just be a quirk. It uses word combinations to psychologize you... somehow.
That's Not The Book Title.
Anyway. I had to put a buuunch of stickers on this book after I took the picture you see here. Patrick would sometimes do reading time with Rose and would giggle about the book title. It's SUPPOSED to be "Happiness Hill," but I reinforced the binding with Super Mario tape. Take off the ha- and I guess it isn't the same word any more.
He also really ruint the marketing scheme for one particular granola bar I USED to enjoy by pointing out what the giant and em, somewhat engorged-looking sidewise peanut on their package looked exactly like. Thanks, Patrick. I do think that someone should hire him as "Juvenile and Crude Hilarity Prevention Specialist." You know. Sort of like how some places hire hackers to try to test their systems.
He recently got a job at a local thrift store and he gets a 50% discount! I want his next job to be at a grocery store... if that's the sort of employee discount they are offering these days, I could save some serious money.
Leaving You With... This cute picture of Rose. Her first big trophy. She had lost every game at the tournament on Saturday. I think they gave her the trophy because it was already engraved with the event name and date, and they had an extra. She's so proud of it, though. She works very hard at notating her game and playing her best.
I am a lot like you, only more worried than angry. My brother told me once nobody in the family had to worry because I did enough for everyone. I have 9 brothers and sisters...
ReplyDeleteThat was interesting. Maybe I need more happy, sensory words. I think I'll make that my goal this week...to see how much I can change the last 1070 words.
It's a new day every morning...
I'm realizing that every time I post to the blog, it posts THREE TIMES to twitter automatically. So maybe I come off as a little overanxious and pushy. :)
DeleteIf I'd had a 50% employee discount maybe I'd have stayed at work a bit longer. It would be the only thing worth staying for.
ReplyDeleteOur thrift stores workers are mostly volunteers and don't get paid, I'm not sure if they get a discount.
Yes, this is a for-profit place that donates a portion to a charity. I suppose since the stuff they are selling is donated, a 50 percent discount means they only receive a 50 instead of 100 percent profit.
DeleteI'm so happy Rose got a trophy... of course she deserved it.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Chris!
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