No spellcheck in paradise
For the past few days, Marty and I have been on a business trip (vacation) in Florida. The weather has been beautiful, we've had delicious food, and lots of nice time together. We've been able to eat leisurely and at the same time, I haven't wiped anyone's nose, and I've had time to do my hair AND wear makeup. It's been wonderful.
The other night we went for a walk on the beach. In order to get to the beach, we had to walk across this giant pipe marked "dangerous". According to other beachgoers, the pipe is:
1. Hauling sand into the beach (what?)
2. Hauling water away from the beach (from where, it's the beach?)
3. Hauling sewage (Marty's theory)
Here's Marty in front of the pipe. As we walked along the beach, I came up with an idea for a new product. Spray paint cans with spellcheck. Because, Lord, it's needed.
Really needed.
The other night we went for a walk on the beach. In order to get to the beach, we had to walk across this giant pipe marked "dangerous". According to other beachgoers, the pipe is:
1. Hauling sand into the beach (what?)
2. Hauling water away from the beach (from where, it's the beach?)
3. Hauling sewage (Marty's theory)
Here's Marty in front of the pipe. As we walked along the beach, I came up with an idea for a new product. Spray paint cans with spellcheck. Because, Lord, it's needed.
Really needed.
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