Showing posts with label Target. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Target. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

No Book Progress 12/15/09

Cindy and I met up at Steak 'n Shake after work for sliders and chili and shakes (yeah we were bad) and then to Target for some goodies. By the time we got home, I was spent.

No writing today.

Saturday, September 19, 2009

Soap & Glory!

In my top five list of Principles to Live By:
Don’t take yourself too seriously.

While dutifully carrying the hand-basket for my good lady wife through the girly depts at Target the other day, I came across a fun new brand (well, it’s new to me) of cosmetics called Soap & Glory.

These people do not take themselves too seriously. Yay!


Check out the website – (it's being redesigned right now, but you can look at the products through this Target link.)

It looks like they had a lot of fun with vintage-style fonts and photo’s, and most of all with naming the products.

Thursday, August 26, 2004

Rubber Sex Fetish Garments, and etc

I got to leave work early last night (after only 8 hours!) because my work computer crapped out and the programmers were huddled in a concerned fashion around it.

I don't think anything conclusive was found, the only thing they found was nothing. I keep getting corrupted assets during my installs. I think that's what you get when you install over a network, instead of with a disc, and don't ghost between installs.

Cindy and I went out to eat at the weird A&W Burger/Long John Silvers fusion in Manhattan Beach. Gotta love those frosty mugs, they make your root beer all slushy, as God intended.

We ended up at Target and spent much money. I got some new clothes, mostly, and the Kill Bill 2 DVD. I got this freaky shirt. It seems nice and normal, just a white shirt. Until you put it on, then it turns into a weird rubber sex fetish garment - which was not the intent.

Oh! I also got some of those rubberized anti-slip mats from the household items section. We're using them under the dance pad for DDR. It helps the slippage factor.