Amazon WTF.

When everything else in my life is shit, I still have this:

Read the Subject Line.

This Post is All About Rick.

So one of my favorite people on Earth is my co-worker and wonderful friend, Rick. Well, Rick was diagonosed with cancer (cancer is stupid, and it makes me mad, too) a couple of months back. Well, good ol' Rick had his successful surgery this week, and I see that he has been a visitor to Mandyland.

So, in true Mandyland style, I googled "Rick." And here are the results:

Y'know, really, after the first pic, the rest really weren't necessary... "Rick" needs some new major "Google" results.

Oh, and I love ya and am so happy for you! Get well soon!!

(Anyone who's looked at the blog since last night ... I had to take the first picture down. It made me sick everytime I opened the blog...)

Reason #38 that I am an asshole.

I was driving down Breckenridge St. today and hit a stoplight. I glanced to my left and saw a big group of men waiting to cross the road. They were kind of scary looking, and one was rocking back and forth.

I immediately hit my locks on my door as they began to cross the street in front of me.

Holding on to a rope.

Like kindergarteners on a field trip.

And I realized they were all mentally disabled.

And then I realized that I am an asshole for locking my doors.

This is why I don't have tattoos.