The season change is crushing me this year! Yeah...that's what it is...the "season change." It's not the Deep South Experience 2.0, wherein I am drained of 65% of life force. Anyway.
The one exciting thing is that wedding planning is a fabulous procrastination project, and the sub-project of finding a gown is the best one of all time because it's so challenging. But my focus has temporarily shifted to the registry, about which I have mixed feelings. On the one hand, we will get to have new items of our choosing for our home! On the other hand, I feel like a jerk for asking for expensive gifts. But this is all part of the special cross bestowed by Catholicism called Excessive Guilt, and as my pal Missy advised, if you don't ask for specific items you need, you will still get a lot of expensive random frames and vases.
In my online travels, I saw that Amazon not only has a whole green store now (excellent), but also a Breast Cancer Awareness store (good, we can pick a few things to help fight a disease that has drastically affected my friends and family this year). But the BC store is where the offerings got a little weird.
Now...Where to start. I'm glad that there are so many products created with pure intention to fight breast cancer (and none are made by someone jumping on a bandwagon. Right?). Bravo! But I hate little rat dogs.* You might say they are my "PET" peeve. I see this image, and I want to kick that critter fifty feet in the air. I would never do it, but the feeling is there. So this badge makes me want to do the opposite of whatever this Bichon Frise is supposedly advocating. But I suspect what that punt dog is really advocating is nothing but its own agenda of treats and yapping in a high-pitched register like an asshole for no apparent reason.
And this one.
(There's another version, too, but you get the idea.) Just...What? Is there some connection I'm not getting and maybe the wording is just awkward?
I had to look into this company DAS that made these curiously "designed" keychains. They only use the one font, but they also offer mugs featuring names of tourist spots, "snappy" sayings, and this.
I glanced through another few pages of an apparent 120,000+ choices from this company (I <3 MENTOR, I <3 METATRON, I <3 PARAMUS, I <3 MEAD) until I found one so vile, I had to stop.
In conclusion, the Internet is weird.
* Punts owned by friends and family are tolerated on a case-by-case basis.