But she also wants to show you a picture of the cucumbers grown in her very own garden.
Decisions, decisions. Cucumbers.
Technology ROCKS. ShallowGal used the photo booth program on her new Mac book to take that picture. None of that time consuming downloading and then uploading. (3) Granted you lose the resolution you'd get with a Nikon but I mean they're cucumbers. Really I shouldn't even need to show you a picture. You have seen a cucumber before, right?
Extra perk of using photo booth: jazzy cucumber art.
Art, unfortunately, does not lower your CPC
1) It's pretty amazing that SG has a side at all, given she spent most of BlogHer hiding in her room. And was taking her nap during the closing. OK. I can't help myself. And this is the last thing I'll say about BlogHer.(4) When I tracked Jenny down like a dog I bumped into Jenny before the keynote (ie: pre-drama), she told that me Dooce had called her out the night before for calling her a mythical hobbit. She apologized, but Dooce continued to complain "you don't know what it's like" and Jenny replied "Hello! This crazy woman sat next to me and told me her blog was about my vagina."
Moral: Next time ShallowGal complains she doesn't have an elevator pitch, change the subject.
Moral: Next time ShallowGal complains she doesn't have an elevator pitch, change the subject.
2) Cost per cucumber. Add the cost of all gardening supplies and divide by the number of cucumbers grown.
3) I can't be the only one who thinks that's just counter-productive. Like when the plumber tells you your musty basement needs both a humidifier and a dehumidifier.
4) And this. When someone tells you that San Francisco is cold, they don't mean colder than DC in July. They mean it is fucking freezing. Bring a hat.
6 comments:
Perhaps I should create zucchini art with the two giant zucchinis on my table right now (CPZ: $75.32)
I'm not even close to being done with talking about blogher. Oh, I'll chase all my traffic away. Oh, I will.
You were right to lead with the cucumbers. Nice blog.
Gosh. So a whole heckuvalot of women get together and drama happens? Who'dathunkit?
Sounds like fun! I loves me some drama. So, c'mon, grrl. DISH!
I'll take my dish with a side of cukes, plz.
Hubby used to be a crab fisherman--was gone 5 or 6 months at a time. That is to say, oh yeah, I've seen a cucumber before ; )
Lord you are funny.
Stimey: Shred and freeze them. Pretend you're going to bake zucchini bread this winter.
Always home: That's the problem with kids today ~ not nearly enough cucumber blogs.
Vuboq ~ I know, right ! My theory is with 1000 women, odds are 250 are PMSing so yikes! PS: I'll bring you some cukes on Tuesday.
K: You are going to be a GRANDMOTHER dearie. Clean that potty mouth up!
Bossy: You're just relieved that I've turned my stalking eyes elsewhere. But thanks, that means a lot coming from you.
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