Tag Archives: social media

Random tidbits.

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I don’t usually recommend products on my blog but every once in a while I find something so good it has to be shared.

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I’d seen these advertised online but never paid much attention. Then they showed up at my local grocery store and I gave them a whirl. They’re called Buttermints but they’re not the old chalky kind restaurants used to let you spoon out of a dish upon exiting, no. These are luscious, creamy, chock full of flavor little nuggets of pure bliss. Yes, they’re pricey… but rich enough so you only need one at a time.

Notice I said need. If you can stop at one? You’re a far better person than I.

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This aerial ballet brought to you by a crow who was not pleased a red tailed hawk was perched in his territory.

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Pardon the blurry photo. He was pretty far away.

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Best squirrelly explanation of social media I’ve ever seen.

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I’d never owned a white car before the new Subaru I bought last year but I have to say I’m enjoying it. You’d think it would show the dirt more than the darker colors, but you’d be wrong. I wash this pearl white Forester far less than my previous black.

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Momma Chuck.

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Or should I say Chunk?

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This can’t be a coincidence.

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It never ceases to amaze me how different platforms communicate these days.

And by communicate, I mean stalk your every move and gather information to be used for targeted advertising.

Case in point… I clicked on this Wal Mart ad I saw on Facebook the other day because it looked ridiculous and might be good blog fodder.

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A half hour later I checked my WordPress account and noticed a new follower.

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That can’t be a coincidence.

Of course, I Googled Bombay’s new Bramble gin last week…

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And was hit with this ad on my Apple news feed later that day.

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It really is uncanny how well they know me.

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What fresh Hell is this?

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Lately Facebook’s algorithms have given me non stop ball wash and butt deodorant. I have no idea why …. as I don’t have balls or need to perfume my ass.

But this?

This is definitely a bridge too far.

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Tofu!

For the love of all that’s holy…. no.

I don’t eat it.

I won’t eat it.

And you can’t make me eat it.

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A more disgusting thing to put in my mouth I have never met.

And that’s saying something.

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Pandemic humor.

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Because I’m still laughing. (Mostly at myself, but hey… you’ve got to work with what you’ve got.)

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Actual selfie of author

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Now that’s what I call following the CDC guidelines.

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Wow. Now I’m really glad we got another cat.

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Agreed. I listen to my husband’s all the time and trust me, they would be greatly improved with a keg or two.

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I vaguely remember wandering aimlessly through brick and mortar stores sometime in the distant past….

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Technically this last one isn’t pandemic humor… but we’ve all spent so much time on social media lately it seemed appropriate.

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Pandemic language.

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Husband was flipping through a magazine the other day and came across this…

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I think we all know our fair share of those.

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While I adore my phone, I have a strict no tech in bed policy. That way there be monsters….

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Karen. What a bitch.

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I admit to not being familiar with that term.

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But yes, it seems every day is Blursday lately.

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Needless to say I am very familiar with that term.

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Good grief!

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You upload one little photo of your new family member to Facebook.

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Just one, to show everyone how sweet he is…. and that damn algorithm kicks into high gear.

Now, along with the constant ball wash and toilet incense ads?

I’m getting these:

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Cat butt pillow cases?

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I love our new little furry friend…. but have absolutely no desire to slip off into dreamland with my face on his ass crack.

One feline does not a crazy cat lady make.

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