Best e-cards EVER.

Seriously.

In a discussion of the weather I just heard my cubicle neighbor say:

I listen to the weather every morning.  It's like, they tell you the temperature but that doesn't mean anything to me.  They say a number but it's like, what does that even mean?  It's just a number.  That doesn't mean anything to me.  Did you hear it's supposed to snow this weekend?

God. Help. Me.

So, I'm looking for an old-style telephone.  One that isn't cordless and wireless and one that doesn't hurt your ear when you talk for more than 5 minutes.  I want a phone like the kind I had when I was growing up. 

Phone number one is purchased from the Goodwill.  Beige, ugly.  But awesome!  Plug it in, love it, make some phone calls.  Two weeks later it just stops working with no explanation.  Phone is dead.  Wah wah.

Phone number two is mailed by my dad.  He has an old one kicking around the basement.  He tests it at home.  It works.  It's awesome.  I get it in the mail today.  I plug it in.  It doesn't work.  Wtf?

I'm on ebay now looking for phones.  I find a great old brown one.  And the person writes in the notes that they didn't test it due to "lack of technical knowledge."  HA ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.  Loser.  Fucking plug it in the wall and test it.

I have been neglecting the old blog lately.  But there is a lot going on!  Baseball!  Party planning!  Stuff!

Here are some pictures from the best night of my life, which occurred recently.

Also, I am Papelbonkers.