I was recently given a writing prompt challenge. I had to “Write a script to give telemarketers to sell plastic pooper-scoopers.” It’s rare that I get an excuse to write about poop, so I took up the challenge.
As colleges start in Blacksburg and around the country, I thought a “Nuff Said” post with a collection of entries from around the inter webs about millennials would be a nice tribute.
It was just a brief, hour-long lunch at a local Mexican restaurant, but the inane topics it spawned has led to a half-dozen blog posts. In this post, the Magic Eight-Ball is compared to Siri.
Ever wondered about the buttons in your car that you never push? In this random lunch conversation, a friend’s comment leads to VBU (vehicular button uncertainty).
There’s such junk on TV today. Surely there’s room for more. I’m convinced that if someone were to follow me around with a video camera, they’d have enough material by the end of every day to create a 30 minute sitcom.