What The Hell Is Going On Here?
I don't have a much to say today in the blog as concerns about eternal damnation plague me. I think perhaps The Mighty Editor in the Sky really isn't happy me and my soul is in jeopardy. I submit the following images as evidence:
KROGER HELL
I don't love grocery shopping, in part because I always ALWAYS pick the checkout line in which the one person left on the planet who still writes checks is in front of me, her basket of 7 items an evil deception, her sweet smile actually a big ol' "F@#% You, Dearie. I'm Going To Go Ahead And Balance My Checkbook While The Line Gets 10 Deep And Your Ice Cream Melts. Would You Like A Peppermint?"
WORKOUT HELL
Two days later, I look down at the elliptical display after my workout to see how many calories I burned so I can plan the evening's wine consumption. I am a tad alarmed at the distance, that 666 is in my face again. Later, I enjoyed approximately 792 calories-worth of wine.
HELL ON WHEELS
“Once is happenstance. Twice is coincidence. Three times is enemy action” - Ian Fleming
I am now officially concerned.
And, please, not a word about how dirty my dashboard is.