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Monday, September 13, 2004

Everything I know, I learned from Snapple.

With Snapple, you learn something new everyday. This is, of course, only applies if you drink a Snapple everyday. So if you would like to learn something new everyday, I suggest you drink a Snapple everyday.

Today, I decided to purchase a Snapple Lemon Iced Tea. I usually buy Arizona, but it was more expensive than Snapple, and I was feeling cheap. So I twisted off the cap, and you will never guess what I saw! Underneath the cap was "Real Fact" #110 - which was "Frogs never drink". I was like...WOW! I never knew that about frogs! Silly me...I was always under the impression that frogs did drink, so you can imagine my embarassment in learning I was wrong. Well anyway...as it turns out, Snapple likes to put these "Real Facts" under every cap! Other drinks (I won't mention any names *cough*Arizona*cough) are too lazy to do this. But not Snapple! The friendly (and smart) people at Snapple actually took the time to do some research, so that they could not only provide its customers with a yummy, thirst-quenching drink, but also KNOWLEDGE! I find this to be fascinating! I now feel smarter from drinking iced tea! I can now tell all my friends, family, and co-workers that frogs don't drink, and they are all going to be like, "Really? I didn't know that!" and they will think I'm smart.

So it turns out that Snapple also has dedicated a whole section of their website to these "Real Facts". You can find it here, under the category Diversions. It's actually a game you play, where you look at two facts and guess which one is real! The random one I chose ("Real Fact" #100) was a choice between A: In a year, the average person walks four miles making his or her own bed...or B: Hopscotch was a form of torture in the 1500s. Well, the second one sounded kind of ridiculous, so I chose the first and YAY I was right. So now I have yet another fun "Real Fact" to impart on my friends, family and co-workers. Thank you Snapple!

Yo...I just realized I haven't posted on this thing for sooo long.

Monday, September 06, 2004

Sexual harassment.

Yeah, so, like...it's bad.

You are all probably asking yourselves how I know this. Well let me tell you how I know this: I watched a sexual harassment video at work today. BEST SEXUAL HARASSMENT VIDEO EVER. Actually, not really. I've watched two others that are far superior to the crap I watched today. It was filmed in 1994, I think. You can totally tell by the way people are dressed, and by how they act so gay.

I can't really tell you what I learned from this (very short) film. Other than sexual harassment is illegal. Oh, and that sexual harassment only seems to happen to people with stupid-looking hair. At least, all the women in this film who were being harassed had REALLY bad hair. But we are talking about the early '90s here, so I guess that is fairly accurate. However, what really bugged me about this film was that every single sexual harassment scenario involved a male co-worker asking out a female co-worker on a date. There was no ass-grabbing, no titty-grabbing. No grabbing of any body part, actually. Well, except for arms. So you can imagine how much of a let-down that was. So the whole movie was like this:

Narrator: Sexual harassment is illegal. Let's look at an example of sexual harassment in the workplace.

[Cut to a workplace scene.]

Bob [walking up to Sandy in the hallway]: Hey Sandy. Wanna go out with me on Saturday? We can discuss business over dinner.

Sandy: No, Bob. That would not be a good idea.

Bob: Okay, Sandy. Maybe some other time. [walks off]

Bob and Sandy's boss [walking over to Sandy in the hallway]: Sandy, I see you are having a sexual harassment problem with Bob. Come into my office and we will discuss this.

Sandy [visibly shaken]: Yeah. Okay.

[end of scenario]


NARRATOR:
Now, let's take another look at an example of sexual harassment in the workplace.

[Cut to yet another workplace scene]

Jack: Hey Mary, there's some business we need to discuss. Let's discuss it at my beach house this weekend.

Mary: No! I don't want to date a co-worker. It would make me feel uncomfortable.

Jack: Oh. Okay.

NARRATOR: Remember, if somebody is sexually harassing YOU, tell on them and they will get into trouble. Thank you for watching.

[end of tape]


I have never felt so unsatisfied by a movie before.



Sunday, September 05, 2004

I'm working on building my own website.

Cuz frankly...this blog is just not cutting it. Like...I love putting my thoughts on the screen and letting a bunch of people I don't know read them. However, I want more. I want to have a kick-ass website that doesn't look like a blog.

The only problem I am encountering, though, is the fact that I am mentally retarded. I mean...HTML? WTF? There's all these "< >"s and "< />"s. So confusing. It makes my head hurt. The other day, my boyfriend tried to explain all this shit to me about, like, tables and blah blah. If it had gone any furthur over my head, it would have made a hole in the ceiling. No joke. My brain is complete mush, and cannot hold information like this for longer than 2.3 seconds.

So the solution? Get my boyfriend to make it for me! Hehe. I love him so much.

Wednesday, September 01, 2004

I've received over 1,000 visitors on my blog!

Of course...a majority of those "visitors" have been me, either checking my blog at home or at work. Also, my boyfriend checks it frequently at home and at work. And Keitha tells me she checks it a lot. And anonymous visits a few times here and there, too. And probably Caroline. So OMG the fact I've had over 1,000 "visits" on my blog means nothing, since it counts every single person every time they click on my blog as a different person altogether.

So really, I've had about maybe 10-15 actual visitors. But yay anyway.

Random thought.

I just had a random thought about how I never seem to have random thoughts. I mean...I'm sure I do have random thoughts every now and then, but I think I forget them soon after I have them. They must not be very interesting.

I hate shopping carts. More people each year are treated for shopping cart-related injuries than people who are treated for go-kart-related injuries. What is this world coming to?

And don't even get me started on Republicans. Ugh.