iPhone Crazynesss

Howdy Ho, blog friends. Brian here. I had a brief post for all you techies out there:

During our recent trip to Chicago we stopped by a mall to take a break. We ended up on the second story catwalk, trying to find a reasonable lunch option (yeah, fat chance of that), and looking down we found ourselves staring at a large crowd of well-dressed twenty/thirtysomething geeks:

Looking right, we saw what drew the crowd:

That’s right: we had stumbled into the middle of the iPhone waiting line. I figured there were 120 people in line. At $500 a phone, that picture at the top represents $60,000 waiting to escape. Crazy world we live in…

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Disturbing News

Is anyone else sick of hearing about the Donald Trump/Rosie O’Donnell/Barbara Walters fiasco? I believe the news media has poisoned my psyche with their constant blathering about this feud. I’m even considering a lawsuit for damages inflicted on my emotional well-being. Consider the evidence:

1. On Tuesday night, I dreamt that Donald Trump had attended the Gospelcom fundraising dinner with us. Now, in theory, having a money mogul like Trump at their fundraising gig might not be a bad idea, right? But in my dream, I’d been tasked with keeping him entertained throughout the evening–and let’s face it, there’s no amount of money that’s worth that kind of torture. Of course, I grew tired of feeding his ego, and in the end, I left him to eat his salmon and steak by himself. (My dream-fogged mind thought he rather respected me for my pluck.)

2. On that same night, Brian dreamt that he’d gained a much-coveted role on the Apprentice. You’ll have to ask him for the details, but I think the gist of it was that he was about to be fired before he was saved from his fate by the alarm clock.

Think about this now. Here we are, simple people trying to enjoy a good night of rest. Tucked under the blankets in our flannel pajamas. Hoping to drift into a peaceful sleep. And Donald Trump waltzes into our dreams? This is disturbing, folks.

Stay tuned for news of my dream-erasing lobotomy.