Can't believe it, time totally flys, my birthday trip starts TODAY, thus commences my "Vegas Vacation", so if anyone wants to join me in Vegas from the UK, you're more than welcome.
Anyway, looking forward to seeing the family and friends (that are coming) there :-)
Costco.com have just started selling urns and caskets, hmmm, somethings not quite right about that. In addition, only in America would you have the terms and conditions include the following: "Additionally, Acts of God, weather-related conditions and states of emergencies can delay delivery beyond the stated delivery parameters."
On Sunday I made my way to Barnes and Nobles to pick up a magazine. When I arrived at the mag. rack there was some kid there (about 11/12), now obviously seeing children, in this case a boy, in a book store is not uncommon, however, this one was in the mens section, (you know Arena, FHM, Maxim, T3 etc...) looking very suspicious. He was constantly looking around to see if anyone was watching him then sometimes starring at the front pages of FHM, Maxim etc.... Quite funny actually!
Anyway, I found my magazine and left the store making a few light hearted jokes about it to Sandy as we headed out for something to eat.
On our return back to the car, after some food (an hour later or so), I suddenly needed the toilet, so decided to pop back into Barnes and Nobles to use their toilets. So I went up stairs, well RAN up the stairs to the restrooms, when I made it to the restrooms, all 3 cubicals were in use. So I decided to bite the bullet and hold it.
On the way out of the toilets, one of the cubical doors started to open.... It was the SAME boy from an hour before, opening the door with a huge smile on his face saying, "Sir, I'm finished with this one now" At the time, I didn't think anything of it, however, when I entered the cubical, (it was one of the disabled ones, totally massive cubical)....
....I found myself confronted by 3 mags.... ....pages opened, center page style.... ....one was FHM, one was maxim, and some other....
I was shocked! I instantly didn't need the toilet anymore! I left the restrooms. I told Sandy on the way out who thought it was hysterical. Anyway, on the way down the stairs we passed the mag. rack again, and behold, the wee boy was still there, nice!