If you’re a regular reader you may have noticed that the header on this blog changes whenever the page is refreshed. I don’t really know why I decided to design lots of additional headers – boredom probably – but it started with creating an alternative Christmas one and it soon snowballed (ha!) into a labour of love.
After the Christmas one, I designed one for Valentine’s Day, then another for Easter and soon enough I’d designed several others. These include a Batman theme, a Lego theme (which took forever!), one that’s a skull, one that’s asleep, another that looks like it’s made of 16 bit graphics, the Terminator, a Tattooed one, a UK one, a USA one and a Zombie.
If you refresh this page you’ll see what I mean.
Well, I was at a loss of what to do next that WASN’T Star Wars related because, despite my love and adoration for a galaxy far, far way, there’s enough of that on the Internet right now.
It seems I’ve dropped the ball when it comes to uploading new posts. The last few weeks have been hectic with my new job, receiving our shipment from the UK (finally) and generally offending Americans with my ‘distinct’ sense of humour [humor].
I plan to upload a couple of posts this weekend based on the notes I’ve been making (I haven’t been THAT lazy)
A few days ago at work we had some suppliers come into the business with all sorts of gifts and giveaways. Amongst them were several bags of crisps [or ‘chips’ to my American chums] from the UK.
I was so happy as one of these bags were my favourite [favorite]….some deliciously addictive cheesy curls of mouth pleasure known as ‘Quavers’.
There were also a few other bags of crisps [chips] from the same company, ‘Walkers’.
As I was emptying my bag of Quavers all over my face in slow-motion like a badly lit money-shot, one of the guys I work with asked, “Walkers? Who are they?”
I pointed out, through cheese dusted eyes, that they’re the UK version of ‘Lays’.
See? Same logo.
His reply was priceless:
“Is that because in England you guys are super healthy and walk everywhere and in America all we do is lay down and get fat?”
His words, not mine.
Besides, I had a mouthful of cheesy goodness and was desperately trying not to laugh and cover him in it.