UPDATED BELOW
This week is proving to be a bit crazy, but it may — and I stress may; I don’t want to get ahead of myself, events, or the vengeful Fates which seem to be in constant pursuit lately — lead to some actual work. Time will (shortly, I hope) tell. Meanwhile, enjoy some juvenile tittering over Old Albion foodstuffs from a U.K. import shop I wandered into last night.
“Don’t pay her.” Oh wait — that’s not the right set-up…
It’s both a Delightful Taste of Home, and a sign that your bedbug problem may be getting out of hand.
They mean…to win…Wimbledon!
UPDATE: Our good friend heydave reminds me that I am not “the only one who uses his cell phone camera at the grocery store!” And he provides irrefutable evidence that there are indeed other people who take an infantile delight in certain labels:
Kids Come Runnin’ for the Great Taste of Polygons!
Extra Vertices Mean Extra Crunch!
As the kids say, OMG!… I actually know and love that Python reference. It was going through my head even before I scrolled down to your comment, I add smugly.
Left by heydave on September 1st, 2010