Please Ignore the Walking Carpet

I went to a friend’s house for a birthday party the other night. (His, not mine.) The party was a ton of fun — how could it not be when Ramona and Corey are a ton of fun?  First off, we had a 50th birthday party even though Corey is only 49.  The idea was to get him used to being 50 so next year it won’t come us such a shock.  I must say though that the words Corey used to thank us with were a tad-bit shocking.  LOL!

When I stepped in the front door I automatically took off my shoes and left them by this huge dog bed.  I don’t know why my brain didn’t register that as odd. Ramona and Corey have three tiny little dogs, a Shitzu, a Maltese, and a Pomeranian.  I know from past visits that their dog beds are all in the master bedroom.

Anyway, I guess I was too busy looking around for friends and checking out the buffet table — stuffed mushrooms, yum! — to give two thoughts to the giant puppy mattress in the living room.  That’s why I was so startled about 20 minutes later when a huge chunk of shag carpeting trotted through the room.  Everyone was startled.  Conversation stopped.  We all stared at this humongous flokati rug as it plowed through the crowd, birthday boy in its wake, and shot out the front door.

When Corey and the dog disappeared from view we all turned our eyes toward Ramona.  She said, “That’s Winston. We’re dog sitting. He’s an Old English Sheepdog.” Of course the normal rounds of jokes ensued — “Didn’t look old to me!”  “Are you sure that was a dog?”  “I thought the carpet threw up!” — and the party noise resumed.

Moments later one of the party guest let out a shriek.  She’d just realized she was sitting in Winston’s bed, and she was totally covered in long gray and white hair.  Luckily she was good natured and laughed about it.  She said something I have always known — large dog beds make great floor pillows, but only if they don’t actually belong to large dogs!

One Wonders

What is she teaching her children?

Anacotes Ferry Terminal

Illiterate or inconsiderate?

Moments after I snapped this pic the woman’s husband and children walked up to her.  He pointed out the sign and told the children they could not sit down.  The mother didn’t move.  The eldest girl asked her, “Why can you sit there?”   The woman replied, “Because I am the mom.”

Mr. [Not] Stylin’

Amoeba is a scientist.  Those of you who have mental visions of him peering into a microscope while wearing a white lab coat, with glasses perched on the end of his nose and his hair askew, need to revise your stereotype — Amoeba doesn’t wear a lab coat.  For the most part the both of us are very casual dressers.  Luckily, that seems to be standard apparel here on the island.  On the other hand, some of Amoeba’s clothes are getting a bit too casual and I’m thinking it is time to retire them.

In the process of shopping for suitable Amoeba wear, I stumbled across a men’s pant buying guide that left me in stitches.  This bit actually got me to laugh out loud: A smart man will never leave his gut hanging out over his pants. Don’t give in to pride and insist that you wear the same size jean you wore in college–let go of your delusions and buy pants that fit. Further reading left me with no doubt that the author of the article is a clothing snob, but he is a hilarious clothing snob. Here’s another couple quotes: Younger and trendier men often wear their pants lower, along their hips. This is a riskier way to go, as you may show off parts of yourself intended for private use, but if it’s really where you want your pants to fall, use that measurement. And: How do you want to keep your pants up? You can have suspenders or you can have a belt. You cannot have both. Oh dear. That’s bad news for Amoeba.

Amoeba has a drawer full of ties but I have never seen him wear one — well, not counting the back bow tie for the orchestra performances, but that’s different. According to the men’s fashion guru, 100% silk ties should be worn with 100% cotton shirts. Sports shirts — whether long or short sleeved should never be worn with a tie and most certainly should never be worn with a suit. Huh, I bet every male in my family has broken that rule.

I pretty much think Amoeba is still adequately covered for the summer so I was checking the men’s winter clothing trends.  I have to tell you I was pretty happy to see rubber boots, wool Henley’s and fleece sweaters.  Those are things Amoeba might actually wear.  I also read that polka dot and striped handkerchiefs are this winter’s must haves.  I told Amoeba.  He said, “Yeah, right,” but it didn’t really sound like agreement.

Stray Puppy Ads

I am being stalked by ads.  They follow me around the internet.  I thought it was my imagination, but now I know better.  I have been marked for retargeting.  There is a good chance you’ve been marked, too.

Do you keep seeing the same ad crop up over and over no matter where you go?  Does it show you something you had actually looked at and paused to consider on another website?  Do you ever stop and wonder, given the way internet ads rotate so quickly, why you keep seeing the same one?  There’s a reason.  You are a  remarketing target.

Don’t panic, it isn’t painful or malicious, but you might want to rein in your impulse buying tendencies.  Those ads are following you because you have already showed an interest in them.  Like stray puppies, they want to be picked up and taken home.  When you visit a website you are given an electronic cookie that works like a doggy biscuit.  Some electronic cookies are designed by retargeting companies so that whenever you visit a webpage that has their content on it, you will see the happily wagging tail of  whatever ad they’re promoting that corresponds to the most current doggie cookie in your browser.

Really, it is a pretty ingenious selling method.  The consumer is repeatedly exposed to products, services and merchandise of personal interest, and the advertisers are assured that interested peoples are seeing their ads.  Now next time you see that ad at three sites in a row, you’ll know why it’s following you.  And, if you’ve got something you want to sell, you know what kind of internet ad to purchase.

Sunglasses With History!

Amoeba prefers aviator style sunglasses like the ones shown in this pic. I came across this pair of sunglasses at OpticsPlanet.com.  There was a bit of cool history on the page I thought I’d share.

The first “sun goggles” for pilots were developed for the U.S. Air Force in 1958. They were given the catchy name, Flight Goggle 58, and were designed to shield the pilot’s eyes from glare. Those same glasses, now known as the Original Pilot sunglasses (or OPS), are still popular today. In fact, in 1969 they became the first sunglasses ever taken to the moon.

And, in case you’re wondering why I am talking about sunglasses all of a sudden, according to the fashion gurus in the world of cosmetics and clothing, they are this season’s must have fashion accessory. I can go for that. Sunglasses are practical and functional. I love it when something I need is considered cool.