There was a joke here about "How many men wearing monkey shirts does it take to change a lightbulb?" but we chose not to use it.
Andy's new chips were a highlight of the evening. They were caressed to the point where several people had to ask Andy if his wife minded.
Oh yeah, that's the stuff. No no, just sit there and look pretty.
The telephoto lens at the poker table - always inconspicuous.
I gave Shasta $5 to eat this chip. I told her she could smother it in salsa. I'm nice like that.
Billy (internal): Holy shit, I've forgotten my name. Ok, don't panic. I'll just sit here, staring at nothing in particular until someone calls my name. Oops! I've been staring at someone's breasts. Now they're going to call me a "dirty boy" and I'll never know who I really am. This is so depressing.
"You see, the chips, they come together in perfect harmony. A shuffle is like making love. Only with many partners, combining at once."
"Can you please stop talking now?"
Flashing back to his former career as a cattle rancher, Richard had the sudden urge to shoot his fellow attendees between the eyes with a high powered hydraulic gun.
Sal and Ted hadn't spoken in real life in almost 3 months. Their game characters, however, were married with three kids and an orc. It was Sal's best relationship yet.
Couples therapy - $400 an hour.
iPod with headphone splitter - $350
Macworld pass - $200
Being caught listening to The Mysteries of the G-Spot at a geek conference: Priceless
Waiting to be exposed to Steve Jobs' healing reality distortion field claims several lives every year.
Out of respect we waited 10 minutes before taking his coffee and rifling thru his pockets.
Ok, 5, but we felt real bad about it.
Only six months of electroshock therapy was preventing Steve from putting his pinky finger to his lips during this particular slide.
These deranged gingerbread men are part of Chicago's Apple Store's child deterrent system.
The press, suspended in orange jello for their own protection, await exciting announcements.
