i've decided to feature a band i came across. ironic thing is my band (gitch) used to play shows locally and we played several times with this band called scary kids scaring kids. i always enjoyed their music, but my favorite part was how they used to bus all their equipment around...no literally BUS. They would load all their equipment up in a 'short bus'...the big yellow kind. i haven't seen em in years, but the other day i was surfing itunes and came across their cd and had to buy it. i really like it, it's a bit 'screamy' if you will, and i realize not everyone enjoys that, but give it a listen.
Band name: Scary Kids Scaring Kids
song title: The City Sleeps in Flames
Thursday, February 15, 2007
Sunday, February 04, 2007
An Important Life Lesson...
So I was reading this joke the other day, and I just thought that deep within it, it has a good message that just rings true...I wanted to share it with everyone. Read below:
A Wal-Mart store that sells husbands has just opened in Dallas, TX, where a woman may go to choose a husband from among many men. Among the instructions at the entrance, is a description of how the store operates. There are only 6 floors. It states that the attributes of the men increase as the shopper ascends the flights. There is, however, a catch...
As you open the door to any floor you may choose any man from that floor, but if you go up a floor, you cannot go back down except to exit the building. So a woman goes to the Wal-Mart Husband Store to find a husband...
On the first floor the sign on the door reads: Floor 1 - These men have jobs.
The second floor sign reads: Floor 2 - These men have jobs and love kids.
The third floor sign reads: Floor 3 - These men have jobs, love kids, and are extremely good looking.
"Wow", she thinks, but feels compelled to keep going. She goes to the fourth floor sign and the sign reads: Floor 4 - These men have jobs, love kids, are drop-dead good looking and help with the housework. "Oh, mercy me!" she exclains, "I can hardly stand it!" Still, she goes to the fifth floor and the sign reads: Floor 5 - These men have jobs, love kids, are drop dead gorgeous, help with the housework, and have a romantic streak. She is so tempted to stay, but she goes to the sixth floor and reads the sign:
Floor 6 - You are visitor 3,456, 012 to this floor. There are no men on this floor. This floor exists solely as proof that women are impossible to please. Thank you for shopping at Wal-Mart's Husband Store.
I'll let you decide what the moral to this story is.
A Wal-Mart store that sells husbands has just opened in Dallas, TX, where a woman may go to choose a husband from among many men. Among the instructions at the entrance, is a description of how the store operates. There are only 6 floors. It states that the attributes of the men increase as the shopper ascends the flights. There is, however, a catch...
As you open the door to any floor you may choose any man from that floor, but if you go up a floor, you cannot go back down except to exit the building. So a woman goes to the Wal-Mart Husband Store to find a husband...
On the first floor the sign on the door reads: Floor 1 - These men have jobs.
The second floor sign reads: Floor 2 - These men have jobs and love kids.
The third floor sign reads: Floor 3 - These men have jobs, love kids, and are extremely good looking.
"Wow", she thinks, but feels compelled to keep going. She goes to the fourth floor sign and the sign reads: Floor 4 - These men have jobs, love kids, are drop-dead good looking and help with the housework. "Oh, mercy me!" she exclains, "I can hardly stand it!" Still, she goes to the fifth floor and the sign reads: Floor 5 - These men have jobs, love kids, are drop dead gorgeous, help with the housework, and have a romantic streak. She is so tempted to stay, but she goes to the sixth floor and reads the sign:
Floor 6 - You are visitor 3,456, 012 to this floor. There are no men on this floor. This floor exists solely as proof that women are impossible to please. Thank you for shopping at Wal-Mart's Husband Store.
I'll let you decide what the moral to this story is.
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