Back... sporadically.

To my two loyal followers and the dozen or so (maybe I am overestimating) people who actually read this, sorry I have been gone for so long. I've been busy adjusting to fatherhood for the second time.

First thing:
I was in Wal-Mart (my friend Edith's favorite store) grocery shopping (picking up the essentials like Scott toilet paper) when at the check out I noticed this in plain sight:

Yes! You still cannot buy a movie with the word "porno" in the title (see my previous post about Wal-Mart in which I rant about Wal-Mart censoring out the word "porno" on the cover of the DVD for the Kevin Smith film "Zach and Miri Make a Porno"), but you can buy this month's Cosmo which mentions sex how many times and has the words "bare-assed" on the cover? Hypocrisy in action!

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This next picture is a contribution from my mother in law. She found this sign in the emergency room of the Glens Falls Hospital in Glens Falls, NY.

This sign is thoroughly confusing to me. This sign is basically giving the patients at the hospital permission to ask questions, right? Man, they run a tight ship. I always thought that permission to ask questions in a hospital was implied. "Excuse me, am I reading the sign correctly. I have permission to just ask any question about why I am here? Ok, so, I got shot and I am bleeding pretty badly. I was wondering, am I going to die before I get to see a doctor?"

That is nothing compared to the disclaimer on one of the forms that my wife had to fill out during our recent visit to the maternity ward. Ladies! At the bottom of one of the many forms this hospital throws at you to read and sign when you are in agonizing labor pains (a joke on their part, I am sure... we were supposed to be pre-registered) was the phrase: "If you are having difficulties reading this, ask your nurse to read it for you." Wow!

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