An Open Letter to Package Designers

Dear Package Designers,

I want to thank you for allowing me to reseal my recently purchased chocolate/coconut treats.

That seal sure was a great idea. So useful.

Just an FYI though.

Matt does not really need to reseal his socks.

 
We  are fortunate enough to own a special piece of furniture with these really cool sliding cubby things that hold his socks and underwear.

Thanks for the contingency plan though.

Kind regards,




PS: Be sure and come back for my next post. In celebration of 100, I will be getting all crazy!! Hope to see you then.

An Open Letter to Package Designers

Dear Package Designers,

I want to thank you for allowing me to reseal my recently purchased chocolate/coconut treats.

That seal sure was a great idea. So useful.

Just an FYI though.

Matt does not really need to reseal his socks.

 
We  are fortunate enough to own a special piece of furniture with these really cool sliding cubby things that hold his socks and underwear.

Thanks for the contingency plan though.

Kind regards,




PS: Be sure and come back for my next post. In celebration of 100, I will be getting all crazy!! Hope to see you then.

An Open Letter to Tiger, Jesse James and all other Sex Addicts

Dear "Sex Addicts,"

I don't believe that you have a disease (other than possibly crotch rot). You don't need 12 steps. You don't need anti-depressants. You don't need group therapy. You don't need rehab.

If you are married to a celebrity who is one million times better looking and more talented than you could ever be and you still cheat, you are just stupid.

gross (and stupid)

If you are a married star athlete with a wife 2 young children at home and have tons of girlfriends, you are just selfish.

 gross (and selfish)

Cancer is a disease. Sex addiction = stupidity and selfishness.


Its that simple.



PS: Oh and you do not need to apologize to me, because I do not give a rat's ass what you do.


Update:

Did you see this banner that an anonymous person paid to have flown over the Masters Tournament where Tiger was golfing?

Do you think Jesse James was behind this?  Hee hee.

An Open Letter to Tiger, Jesse James and all other Sex Addicts

Dear "Sex Addicts,"

I don't believe that you have a disease (other than possibly crotch rot). You don't need 12 steps. You don't need anti-depressants. You don't need group therapy. You don't need rehab.

If you are married to a celebrity who is one million times better looking and more talented than you could ever be and you still cheat, you are just stupid.

gross (and stupid)

If you are a married star athlete with a wife 2 young children at home and have tons of girlfriends, you are just selfish.

 gross (and selfish)

Cancer is a disease. Sex addiction = stupidity and selfishness.


Its that simple.



PS: Oh and you do not need to apologize to me, because I do not give a rat's ass what you do.


Update:

Did you see this banner that an anonymous person paid to have flown over the Masters Tournament where Tiger was golfing?

Do you think Jesse James was behind this?  Hee hee.

An Open Letter to the Powerball Jackpot

Dear Powerball Jackpot,

Hi there gorgeous. Its Lori. I just wanted to let you know that I am a little hurt about the way you have been treating me. Was it something I said?

Oh PJ, I know we have not been very close in the past and we have never had a serious relationship, but I want you to know that I am tired of your teasing. You really know how to keep me coming back for more. But I have to tell you, this little game you play makes me feel used and cheapened.

I cannot tell you the countless nights I have spent waiting anxiously to see if you would show me your love. Sure, there was that one time when you hooked up with three of my numbers, but it is not enough. I need to know what it feels like to be one with you-- to have you all to myself. Enough with these casual encounters!

I'm sorry if I sound desperate. It is just that I don't understand you. From what I have seen, all of your past serious relationships have been with losers. You deserve better.

I want to show you the finer things in life. Good food, fine wine and exotic vacations. I promise I will treat you with the love and respect you deserve. I want you to have it all-- and I promise you that if someday, we do take it to the next level, I will not share you with another.

Think about it. You are always in my fantasies!

xxooxxo,

An Open Letter to the Powerball Jackpot

Dear Powerball Jackpot,

Hi there gorgeous. Its Lori. I just wanted to let you know that I am a little hurt about the way you have been treating me. Was it something I said?

Oh PJ, I know we have not been very close in the past and we have never had a serious relationship, but I want you to know that I am tired of your teasing. You really know how to keep me coming back for more. But I have to tell you, this little game you play makes me feel used and cheapened.

I cannot tell you the countless nights I have spent waiting anxiously to see if you would show me your love. Sure, there was that one time when you hooked up with three of my numbers, but it is not enough. I need to know what it feels like to be one with you-- to have you all to myself. Enough with these casual encounters!

I'm sorry if I sound desperate. It is just that I don't understand you. From what I have seen, all of your past serious relationships have been with losers. You deserve better.

I want to show you the finer things in life. Good food, fine wine and exotic vacations. I promise I will treat you with the love and respect you deserve. I want you to have it all-- and I promise you that if someday, we do take it to the next level, I will not share you with another.

Think about it. You are always in my fantasies!

xxooxxo,