January 23, 2007 - 04:24 PM
My dear K:
You may have a fancy cell phone with mp3, camera, memory slot, GPS, bluetooth, camcorder, email, IM, games, a back scratcher, and an automatic shoe-tier. (Nah... I'm not jealous, or anything. Nope! Not me!)
I bet it doesn't have an air freshener though.
Guess it's time for an
upgrade. (You can send me your old one, if, like, you're just going to throw it away or something.)
"Sony Ericsson's latest move: . . . the S0703i that smells. Literally smells. It features a special slot, so you can insert one of 11 replaceable fragrance sheets. Supposedly so your phone can double as a car freshener, or a dorm room freshener, or maybe even a purse deodorizer. No one's really sure, nor is anyone privy to just what the 11 scents in question are."
Nice screen though.
Via OhGizmo, who amusingly enough, titled the attached pic "ericsson smellphone.jpg".
Heh.
January 2, 2007 - 03:50 PM
Okay, I'm sure everyone has seen this at some time or another. But it gave me a chuckle.
A DOG'S DIARY...
7 am - Oh boy! A walk! My favorite!
8 am - Oh boy! Dog food! My favorite!
9 am - Oh boy! The kids! My favorite!
Noon - Oh boy! The yard! My favorite!
2 pm - Oh boy! A car ride! My favorite!
3 pm - Oh boy! The kids! My favorite!
4 pm - Oh boy! Playing ball! My favorite!
6 pm - Oh boy! Welcome home Mom! My favorite!
7 pm - Oh boy! Welcome home Dad! My favorite!
8 pm - Oh boy! Dog food! My favorite!
9 pm - Oh boy! Tummy rubs on the couch! My favorite!
11 pm - Oh boy! Sleeping in my people's bed! My favorite!
A CAT'S DIARY...
Day 183 of my captivity.
My captors continued to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects.
They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while I am forced to eat dry cereal.
The only thing that keeps me going is the hope of escape, and the mild satisfaction I get from clawing the furniture. Tomorrow I may eat another house plant.
Today my attempt to kill my captors by weaving around their feet while they were walking almost succeeded. Maybe I should try this at the top of the stairs.
In an attempt to disgust and repulse these vile oppressors, I once again induced myself to vomit on their favorite chair. I must try this on their bed.
Decapitated a mouse and brought them the headless body in an attempt to make them aware of what I am capable of, and to try to strike fear into their hearts. They only cooed and condescended about what a good little kitty cat I was. This is not working according to plan.
There was some sort of gathering of their accomplices. I was placed in solitary confinement throughout the event. However, I could hear the noise and smell the food. More important, I overheard that my confinement was due to my powers of inducing something called "allergies." Must learn what this is and how to use it to my advantage.
I am convinced the other captives are flunkies and maybe snitches. The dog is routinely released and seems more than happy to return. He is obviously a half-wit.
The bird, on the other hand, has got to be an informant. He speaks with them regularly, and I am certain he reports my every move. Due to his current placement in the metal room, his safety is assured. But I can wait.
It's only a matter of time.
