Monday, December 7, 2009
In this economy, diets are changing
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Advertising is for the dogs
Friday, December 4, 2009
Unreasonable terms
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Bad Proofreading
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
This whole court's out of order!
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Sounds like every room in my apartment right now
For some reason, I always found this sign, on a door on the BIRT (Brain Injury Rehab Team) unit at Bloorview Kids Rehab in Toronto, to be funny. 
It's called the "Soiled Room." It houses bins for disposing of soiled diapers, linens, etc. But I always expected to open the door and just find a generally filthy room. If someone ever cleaned the room, they would have to replace the sign.
It probably isn't as funny as I thought it was when I took the picture. But I am still blogging it, because I never let unfunniness stand in the way of my blog.
Come and see the violence inherent in the system
So since today was my 37th birthday, I thought I should post something for you, my dear blog reader, as a bit of a Lloydmas present. In past years, I have written a Lloydmas carol for you to learn. But this year, I have decided to skip that time-honoured tradition (but if you want to see the previous carols, click here and here).
Now, my Lloydmas present to you:
Since this is my 37th, I thought it would be nice if I shared my favourite movie scene about a 37 year old: Dennis from Monty Python's Holy Grail:
It could only be a better scene if, instead of "we don't have a Lord," she said "we don't have a Lord, we have a Lloyd."
Happy Lloydmas everyone.
Llove,
Lloyd





