Brad and Angelina breaking up?

This is shocking! I mean, if you can't have a stable relationship with someone who wears a vial of blood around there neck, who can you have a stable relationship with?

Crazy...

Yes...Angelina Jolie is crazy...

Ahhh...the DMV...

So, I went to re-new the tabs on my car yesterday and I got to go to the DMV. Good times.

Once I was called, I had this conversation with a delightful lady:

Lady: Paperwork?
Brent: Here you go.
Lady: You're the third person I've had in today.
Brent: Huh?
Lady: Alright, sign this.
Brent: Um. Okay.
Lady: 20 minutes.
Brent: What?
Lady: All done.
Brent: What about 20 minutes?
Lady: We're finished. You can go.

So...that was that, I guess. I have to imagine she had some sort of bluetooth or something I couldn't see and was talking to one of her "friends"...at least, I hope that was the case...

Why don't I get e-mail like this anymore?

Apparently (as we all know), my blog has taken a turn for the worse.
Maybe I need to go to Target more?

Fri, March 17, 2006 11:29:32 AM From: Will To: Brent Brent, You were in my dream last night. We were hanging out somewhere, and I kept raving to you about how good your blog has been recently. No lie...and creepy

I'm pretty sure...

this is not a conversation that normal people would have:

Brent: You know why gold is awesome?
Justin: It's gold?
Brent: Because it's gold!
Brent: Dang...you already said that.
Justin: Idiot...

Menards

So, I was driving by Menard's and the scrolling marquee outside the store said:

Windshield washer fluid only $1.99!!!

And I'm looking at it, wondering if that's even a good deal. I have no idea how much windshield washer fluid costs regularly. 99 cents? 5 dollars? I have no idea.

All I know is that a scrolling marquee telling me it's $1.99 is not going to get me to come into that store and buy some. Then again, most things aren't going to get me to step foot into a Menard's...

Ugh...

So, I was at Target, getting assorted goods. I was in the express lane, so I had less than 10 items (because I'm not a d-bag and sneak in there with 15-20 items like some losers do), but it was enough to fit it all in one bag.

But they weren't all the same thing. I think there was some Windex and some ground beef. Also, a cat toy, or something like that (why don't I go look what was actually there...because then I'd have to move off my duff and that is not happening).

I go through the line and the woman back there starts bagging the items. And she puts them all in the same bag. Which is fine...I don't care.

But as she hands me the bag, she says, "Is one bag okay for all that?"

Kind of late on the quick there, huh? You wouldn't want to ask that before bagging the items, now would you??

Year One at Office Depot

So, I was at Office Depot yesterday and up by the register, in the impulse buy section, was Year One (starring Jack Black) for 19.99.

Seriously? Who thought that was a good idea? I wouldn't even pay 1.99 for that movie. And who's going to have an impulse to buy that at Office Depot? I wish I could meet the person who had the idea to put it there, so I could karate chop them in the eye, so they know how it feels...

Gigli?

So, Alison was browsing the 99 cent downloads on Amazon and the following came up:

Really? A retard? That's their plot outline? And how in the world is this the #3 download in anything?? Unless the category was "movies containing the word Gig", behind The Big Gig and Liian iso keikka aka Too Big Gig.

Depressed Cat...

Well, since we got Khloe, it's made our good cat, Klyde, depressed. He doesn't come sleep on the bed anymore and he won't go anywhere that Khloe is. Hopefully he gets over it soon, because basically we broke our best cat (Klyde) by getting a cat that likes to scratch up all the furniture (Khloe).

Alison chose poorly for her Christmas gift...

Better Off Ted has stolen from me...

I did this exact same "joke" to my brother Kevin when I was about 16 and my parents were out of town. I accidentally pulled a cabinet door off (I know...I know...I'm an idiot), so I placed it just so back on there and stood there and waited.

And waited.

And waited.

For someone to come to need something out of that cabinet. It took what seemed like an ice age, but Kevin finally came to the cabinet, opened it...and it came right off in his hand.

Of course, my immediate reaction was, "What did you do???"

You can see why my family loved me when I was younger...