Seeing as I'm not a pilot, flying coast-to-coast and then back again, less than 24 hours later, verges on crazy.
As I was sitting in my seat for my transcontinental flight, the October issue of Sky Mall caught my eye. And for the next hour, I had to stop myself from laughing out loud as I flipped through looking at the "stuff" they had for sale.
Have you ever seen anyone using one of these things on an airplane?
If so, did you point your finger and snicker?
Maybe not. Although, if you own one of these Brobdin dang yo yo what's up chairs, I think you might be prone to a little bit of ridicule. When I showed Charlie this picture he said, "How much do you want to bet that guy also dresses up in diapers?"
With Christmas right around the corner, here are some great gift ideas.
What tree (other than mine) doesn't need a "Bigfoot the Yeti" holiday ornament?
And what living room (other than mine) doesn't need a Basho the Sumo Wrestler statue and matching table?
No? Well, what about a six-foot Easter Island Ahu Akivi Moai statue?
Perhaps you'd prefer to help promote little Jimmy's spy tactics?
Check it out! Invasion of privacy, in a stocking stuffer size!
This section on Star Wars gear had me totally cracking up.
There are lightsaber chopsticks, a toaster that cooks Darth Vader right on your bread and wait! Is that a Tauntaun sleeping bag for a GROWN MAN?
As for this, it reminded me of Henry and our little incident with the Washington, D.C. police department.
While we're on the topic... did you know that potty training your feline friend is easier than potty training a child?
What's that? You don't have a cat - you have a dog? Well lucky day! You can simply teach your dog to ring a doorbell when it's time to go.
Or, you can just let them go inside.
Hurrah ... little FeeFee is making a WeeWee!
It's alright, SLEEP IN
Pop up sprinklers will rinse it all clean!!
Oh good heavens. Is that a COLLIE?
Of course, now it all makes sense why Sky Mall is marketing all of this gear to help combat migraines.
If I had to clean up an indoor poop mat after an 80-pound Lassie, I'd most certainly be wearing a silver headache helmet everyday.