Monday, January 18, 2010

Not to be rude, but...

Did you hear about the building in Sweden that sort of collapsed when 20 Weight Watchers devotees met there?

Well, not to be rude, but I was wondering if perhaps the structure was built by IKEA?

I mean, I've obtained a couple flimsy things from them, and they're Swedish. But they've got ossum meatballs, for a cheap, fast meatball fix. Love that lingonberry sauce, too.

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Went to Dallas to take care of some bidness and I went for a pedicure in hopes of soothing some of my physical distress and two of my former residents were at the salon. Wild coincidence, considering they didn't arrive together and didn't appear to be more than acquaintances. :) Got stuck in some traffic by the arena after a Stars game, and DO NOT MISS the frelling traffic.


Thought I had a bearing going bad on my car this weekend, but it turned out to be the tires. Not thrilled that they are wearing so poorly (were meant to be high-mileage, but they roar), but I'm relieved there wasn't a big nasty bearing job to be done. My dad's a real hero for sorting out the whole problem. Love my dad-- he's such a good guy. :)

I hope you have a great week!

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5 comments:

Jon said...

Maybe the building was fine, but the crowd was more than was anticipated by a rational engineer. If you think about a head banging dance with 20 quarter ton members, the dynamic load is up there with rail locomotives. Who could imagine such a thing for a commercial building?

I'm thinking the best car care advice these days is to win the lottery and only buy throw away cars. ;)

phlegmfatale said...

Jon - do they do headbanging dances at weight watchers meetings? This would give new meaning to the term "tonnes of fun." Besides, I thought only the USA made overweight people. I thought Sweden was comprised of bikini teams male speed skaters. Hmph. Dunno.

Jon said...

I dunno, but it would explain how 20 folks made a floor collapse.

Although I've had a weight problem my entire life, my fear of the subsequent torment of my brothers when they were asked: "Who was that fat boy doing your paper route?" prevents me from wandering any further than 20 lbs too much. I'm sure there's a scientific phobia attached, which has some latin term for "fat boy" attached. I forget all I learned in Latin, except for "stultus assinus", which was a pet name attached by my teacher. She loved me and never whispered too loudly about my failures while I slept....unlike my algebra teacher.

Old NFO said...

Were they Michelins by chance? That is not unusual for them due to the cord construction...

phlegmfatale said...

Yes, Old NFO - I'm dazzled you knew that. And made in China.