A friend of mine sent me an email forward this morning. I found it completely hysterical and realized by the way that it was written, it was actually a blog post. Being the author of a blog myself, I know how important it is to actually direct people to the blog. Give 'em the traffic, I say! So, without further ado, I absolutely insist you check out: Strap in, shut up and hold on. We're going back. Somebody got their hands on a 1977 JCPenney catalog. The photos alone are worth a visit, but the commentary is great too. I'm totally adding this blog to my Bloglines.

Ok, now that you are back, and have visions of mint green leisure suits dancing in your brain (and you know you want that matching cowboy shirt duo for you and your significant other), I just need to vent. In the interest of being a nice person, I won't out the company that did this to me. Unless they piss me off again, then all bets are off. But in last night's mail, I got a package. In the package was a DVD. A DVD I didn't order. Didn't want. And if I keep the DVD, I have to pay for it. If I don't want to have to pay for it, I HAVE TO RETURN IT!

Ok, fine. I'll return it. I don't want it. Make me go to the post office, why don't you! But, I ask, WHY does somebody think it's ok to send something like this to me and make me have to do something and, if I don't, I have to pay for something I didn't ask for??????????? That's just wrong. I know, I know, I sound lazy. I'm not really. (Ok, maybe I am sometimes.) (Ok, a lot of the time.) (Well, pretty much all of the time, but you didn't hear it from me.) I just resent having to package this sucker up and having to take it to the post office. I don't have to pay for said shipment -- the company I shall not mention was kind enough to include a postage-paid envelope. But, I implore you, if you work in marketing and your company thinks something like this would be a snazzy idea, please tell them it's NOT!

All of this talk made me think of something: does Publishers Clearinghouse still do their million-dollar giveaway? If so, why haven't I gotten an entry in years? Am I not worthy? Do I look like I don't need a million dollars? I remember I used to actually fill mine out and put the little sticker on the outside saying I wasn't ordering anything, but enter me in the contest anyway. And we all know that sticker was the kiss of death to my chances of winning, but I still had to send it in anyway, because, as they say, you've gotta be in it to win it. And I always kinda hoped on the big day that the announcer with the bundle of balloons in hand would show up on my doorstep. I've had no such fun in years though, because I stopped getting entry forms. Perhaps my years of "not ordering anything, but enter me in the contest anyway" knocked me off the list. But I could definitely still use that million. So if you win PowerBall and win a billion dollars, I hope you'll remember me in a monetary way.

Have a super weekend. We'll be kickin' it at the Paper-palooza extravaganza in Audrey's barn this weekend. Seriously, if you live nearby, come get some stuff. We're going to have crazy good prices to make room for our 2008 products. If that isn't enough incentive, we'll also have snacks and warm beverages. Yippee!