I just dragged a few office members out to enjoy the sunshine and the glory that is Free Scoop Day (Sweet Cream and Cookies for me, btw). Signs outside the store indicated that not only were there representatives available who could help me register to vote should I require their assistance, but there were also people inside accepting donations for a women's homeless shelter. The lady in charge of this latter effort was attempting to encourage customers to donate to her cause by shouting into a little microphone, her voice competing with another woman shouting out ordering instructions.
"Please read the menu and choose your flavor before you get to the front please," says one.
"Please make a donation and help those in need, those without a roof over their head. Help those who can't pick a flavor," pleads the other.
I do not know exactly why anyone would not have been able to select a flavor, but to be honest, it seems to me that if you need the help of a homeless shelter, Free Ice Cream Day is the PERFECT day to pick a flavor. Perhaps it was a Shelter for the Terminally Indecisive?
Also seen on the walk back to the office: A gigantic billboard for a boxing match on HBO. Corrie Sanders versus...Vitali Klitschko. I mean, he is just BEGGING for a bad nickname. If he doesn't have it already, that is. Still, I doubt anyone would call him that to his face. "Aaaaaaand in THIS corner, VITALI "THE CLIT" KLITSCHKO...don't rub THIS guy the wrong way, folks!" "Aaaaaaaand in THIS corner, VITALI "THE CLIT" KLITSCHKO...takes a licking, but keeps on ticking!"
Aww, how cute. The gay boy tried to make a clit joke! Ow. I think I broke something. In my head. Have any more Vitali-the-Clit-Klitschko jokes? Lay 'em on me.