Gone peeing

No. 1 or No. 2?

I'm going to start announcing my whereabouts like this woman at the Culinaria garage tollbooth. She didn't say whether she washed her hands afterward.

A say-something-hat day

Does anybody still wear a hat? Yes, apparently.

I'm trying to start the new year with a faster iPhone, so I'm clearing off and archiving some photos. I took this picture of some guys in funny hats at the Arch early this summer.

Finally, a real person at Charter

A screengrab of my riveting exchange
with @CharterDylan

While Penny Hubbard's comically large necklace is entertaining, those Charter Christmas PSAs with elected officials urging us to "refrain from texting while driving" are just awful. One would hope politicians could deliver words in a more convincing manner.

Last night, after seeing roughly 10 of the ads over the course of two hours, I Tweeted. And this morning, Charter responded.

After years of horrible customer service from Charter, this is refreshing — just knowing someone is listening. Thanks, @CharterDylan!

Find more real people from Charter: http://www.charter.com/Umatter2Charter.

Dear Esquire:

Words mean things, too.

Give it a rest with the obscured coverlines.

Holy nutcrackers

Note that Mary uses her chin and not her mouth.
And that the baby Jesus is vaguely nut-shaped. 

Weird.

Here comes 30

Omits time of birth: 2:38 a.m.

Also, Grandma gave me this: a card (written by Mom) that Dad gave her on the day I was born, nearly 30 (30!!) years ago.

Lordy.

From the archives

No free buffet lunches were won with these cards. Ever.

Grandma just pulled out her wallet to show me some photos, and this caught my eye: my business card from the college newspaper, The Capaha Arrow, circa 2003.

God, the kerning on that P-A pair is awful. I've come a long way.