iPhone weekend!
Aug. 4th, 2008 11:02 amWe spent our weekend with technology!!!

First we had to go get our laptop souped up at the University repair shop, as our computer refused to talk to our iPhone. (We think personally it was just jealous.) We noticed our artsy neighbors are up to something again, but we do not know what, as iPhone has no zoom lens!

Then off to Casa de Boneboy, where we learned to our chagrin that our favorite tropical flavored rum, Cabana Boy, has been rebranded, to the bland and icky sounding "Cabana Bay." Needless to say, they've also eliminated the cute BOY who used to festoon each bottle. As one of Boneboy's friends opined, "Why buy it any more? It's just crappy rum!" Shame on you, Cabana Bay!!!

The BBQ chez Boneboy was to celebrate the head of the household Mars Dog, who wisely refuses to disclose her age. Talk turned, as it is wont to do after some rum, to matters best left unsaid during mealtime. Suffice to say, at one point, tiki blew away the assembled by swiftly producing nauseating pictures of stomach worm patients on her handy iPhone. Mr. Tiki also dueled with his iPhone lightsaber, and unsuccessfully tried to light the mosquito repellant device with his iPhone flame.

QUESTION: Why do they make stuff like this?
ANSWER: So Boneboy will buy it.

First we had to go get our laptop souped up at the University repair shop, as our computer refused to talk to our iPhone. (We think personally it was just jealous.) We noticed our artsy neighbors are up to something again, but we do not know what, as iPhone has no zoom lens!

Then off to Casa de Boneboy, where we learned to our chagrin that our favorite tropical flavored rum, Cabana Boy, has been rebranded, to the bland and icky sounding "Cabana Bay." Needless to say, they've also eliminated the cute BOY who used to festoon each bottle. As one of Boneboy's friends opined, "Why buy it any more? It's just crappy rum!" Shame on you, Cabana Bay!!!

The BBQ chez Boneboy was to celebrate the head of the household Mars Dog, who wisely refuses to disclose her age. Talk turned, as it is wont to do after some rum, to matters best left unsaid during mealtime. Suffice to say, at one point, tiki blew away the assembled by swiftly producing nauseating pictures of stomach worm patients on her handy iPhone. Mr. Tiki also dueled with his iPhone lightsaber, and unsuccessfully tried to light the mosquito repellant device with his iPhone flame.

QUESTION: Why do they make stuff like this?
ANSWER: So Boneboy will buy it.