Showing posts with label world gone mad. Show all posts
Showing posts with label world gone mad. Show all posts

Saturday, September 5, 2009

XMAS LIST FODDER

Looking for an educational, vocational learning toy for your child? Consider the Pole Dance Doll coming to a store near you. She doesn't start dancing until you turn her on and the music plays, but once you do it will be a Joyous Christmas experience indeed.
And, there are two versions to pick from....
This is the version marketed towards children and...
this is the adult version. Glad I could clear this up.
Just the kind of amusing public service I like to render
from time to time in the
World According to Kimba, aptly subtitled
"observations on a world gone mad."
And, if any of these dolls sell at all, it will come true indeed.

THE ANGRY TYPE

As if our priorities weren't mis-aligned enough, here is a hot topic issue for some people causing quite a bit of uproar, including a petition demand on the Internet.
We are waging two wars, the economy was in the tank (and coming around slowly), people are so upset with proposed health care bills in Congress they are actually becoming violent, but what is the number one issue for some readership? IKEA, in their newest catalog changed the font on their cover from sans serif to verdana (see covers above). Shocking, isn't it?
They have a good mind to call their Congressman......no wait......they apparently don't have a good mind at all. Get over it folks. First, you are making a mountain over a molehill over a type face, and two, you are considering buying build it yourself furniture which comes complete with picture only directions only a cryptographer would understand. And that doesn't even take into account the furniture will come complete with fasteners which only fasten for the first year or two.
If I had two months to type it and two blogs to contain it, I would tell you the store of how the first thing my bride and I did after getting married was to go and purchase an entire master bedroom worth of furniture from IKEA. Up until that point, she thought I never cursed or became angry......what an eye opening weekend it was for her; witnessing my trying to put that crap together! That was fifteen years ago, and my knuckles are just about healed by now.