Saw this sign at Century Link Field last month when Sean and I went to see the Seahawks.
Priority seating in a rest room. It’s a thing now. Who knew??!!
Little known fact: Those big “featured story” images that you see when you visit SearchEngineLand.com? I do those. Yep. Me.
We call that space the “flipbox.” If I’m really busy, or traveling, or on vacation, then someone else (usually Michelle R.) steps in and takes over for me. But it’s my job to choose which stories go in the flipbox and find/create the right image for them.
A couple nights ago, after I wrote the article about ROR accidentally removing itself from Google’s index, I started looking for images of an explosion, of dynamite, fireworks or something violent like that. But images like that tend to connote purpose — people place dynamite on purpose to create an explosion.
So I went looking for images that implied mistake/accident and pretty quickly found the perfect image, especially considering that some ROR employee manually submitted a removal request via Google Webmaster Tools. I didn’t have to touch/change this image at all. It was perfect, and is one of my favorite all-time flipbox images:
Love it! Especially with the arrow pointing right to the headline — too perfect.
Maybe one of these days I’ll do a blog post showing all of my favorite flipbox images. For now, hope you liked this one as much as me.
When I have a question, one of Cari’s favorite answers is, “Do whatever you think is best.” Early on in our marriage, I thought that was a sign of her trust in my decision-making. You know, like, Of course you should go see eight U2 concerts in the next two months! Have fun, honey! But, as I eventually learned, that wasn’t really what she was saying.
I wish I’d gotten the Manslater as a wedding gift.
They played that video during church today. Had the whole congregation in stitches.
🙂
School just ended, so I took T out for our traditional, celebratory breakfast this morning — second year in a row we’ve done this. (Cari and Sean started this tradition many years ago.)
While we were driving to IHOP, I mentioned to her that this was a “celebratory” breakfast in honor of another great school year. She wasn’t sure what “celebratory” meant and asked me what it means. I told her, and she understood, then she came back with this:
“It sounds like a word for a labratory where they study celery.”
Indeed, it does.
Was doing a little shopping today at Wal-Mart when I saw this huge display of Littlest Pet Shop stuff … and couldn’t help but notice this one item which is advertised as an Only at Target.
WHOOPS!
Hope you have a great Thanksgiving!
Our daughter is at the age where role-playing is about as fun as it gets. Over the weekend, she was role-playing with Sean and Mom where T was the mommy and they were both her babies. They played it up to the hilt — lots of crying, demanding things, etc. I finally suggested to T that she tell her kids it was time for a nap. So she did:
“C’mon baby, it’s time for a nap. Come lay down.”
“C’mon other baby, it’s time for a nap….”
Baby. And Other Baby. Maybe you had to be there, but it was one of the funniest things I’ve heard…..