BoingBoing posted a link to this week's WashingtonPost Style Invitational, which reminded me that it's been awhile since I've gone through them. So without adieu, I bring you:
Week 518, in which entries had to complete the phrase "You know it's time to ---- when ------."
You know it's time to feel good about yourself when, in a contest of arbitrary rules, one group of strangers whom you probably wouldn't like very much if you actually knew them defeated another group of strangers employed by a corporation from a city geographically farther from your home than the corporation employing the first group of strangers. Yep, that really validates your existence. (Mike Connaghan, Alexandria)You know it's time to buy your wife a $4 million ring when the best explanation you have is that it wasn't a felony, it was just a cheap sex act in a hotel room. (Josh Borken, Bloomington, Minn.)
You know it's time to sell your biotech stock when it falls below 60, without any advance knowledge of any impending FDA announcements. (M. Stewart, New York)
Flypaper can do an excellent bikini wax. (Chuck Smith, Woodbridge)Posted by kwc at September 17, 2003 10:54 PMMashed potatoes applied to bars can simulate Doric columns. Use fingernail or back of spoon for fluting. Or try small cauliflower florets at the capitals for a whimsical faux Corinthian. (Brendan Beary, Great Mills)