The Median Sib

I was at Sam’s Club awhile ago and saw some frozen fish that looked really good. The picture on the box showed what appeared to be filets with a light breaded crust. It vitually screamed good health and nutrition! Well, OF COURSE the packaging would show something that looked delicious! So I bought them, brought them home, and popped two in the oven for my dinner. 400 degrees for 15 minutes. Ten minutes, and there was a definitely unappetizing aroma filling the house. That’s just the way fish smells, I told myself. Would that I was so lucky. Basically, what was pictured on the package as fish filets with a light breaded crust ended up being gross fish-flavored bread. There was no recognizable fish in it. Just breading. One bite, and I threw it all away. Absolutely the worst meal I’ve ever prepared. And the house still reeks!

OK, I KNOW you’ve probably gotten this in your email. It’s making the rounds right now. However, I liked it enough to copy it to THE MEDIAN SIB. If you haven’t seen it yet, enjoy. . .

Why education is important…

Random 2005 journal entries from a “less-than-slightly educated”:

January: “Took new scarf back to store. Too tight.”

February: “Got fired from pharmacy job. Couldn’t get labels to print correctly. Duh… bottles won’t fit in typewriter!!!”

March: “Got excited…finished jigsaw puzzle in just six months. The box said 2-4 years!”

April: “Trapped on escalator for hours. Power went out!!!”

May: “Tried to make Kool-Aid. Disaster. Eight cups of water WILL NOT fit into those tiny little packets!!!”

June: “Tried to go water skiing. Never could find a lake with a slope.”

July: “Lost breast stroke swimming competition. Learned, later, the other swimmers cheated–they used their arms!!!”

August: “Got locked out of my car in rain storm. Car got swamped, because the top was down.”

September: “The capital of California is ‘C’! Isn’t it???”

October: “Learned that I hate M & M’s. They are so hard to peel.”

November: “Baked turkey for 4 1/2 days. Didn’t turn out well. The instructions said one hour per pound, and I weigh 108!!!”

December: “Couldn’t call 911. ‘Duh’…there’s no ‘11′ button on the phone!!!”

“What a year!!”