Sick Sick Sick - 3 Year Old's Hitler Birthday Cake

http://www.kare11.com/news/whatsup/whatsup_article.aspx?storyid=532570&catid=333

Cake request for 3-year-old Hitler namesake denied

EASTON, Pa. -- The parents of a 3-year-old were turned down when they asked a New Jersey supermarket to put the boy's full name on his birthday cake.
The kid's name: Adolf Hitler Campbell.
The parents are upset not only by the decision by the ShopRite, but with an outpouring of angry Internet postings in response to a local newspaper article.
Heath Campbell of Easton, Pennsylvania, says people need to "start focusing on the future and not on the past." Campbell says he named his son after Adolf Hitler because he liked the name and because "no one else in the world would have that name."
A ShopRite spokeswoman says the Campbells were also refused a couple of years ago when they asked for a swastika in the decoration.
As for this year's birthday cake, mom Deborah Campbell says a Pennsylvania WalMart agreed to put the kid's full name on the cake. (Copyright 2008 by The Associated Press. All Rights Reserved.)

I hate Minnesota

My parents are still stranded in Minneapolis, waiting for a flight to no where - a.k.a International Falls.

It took me 2 hours and 45 minutes to get to work for a commute that is usually at the most 45 minutes.

It is so cold out that the flourescent lights in my garage would not turn on this morning - and Murphy's Law being what it is - I promptly dropped my keys on the garage floor.

My daughter (while we are stuck in traffic) started whining that it was taking too long to get to school and she was going to miss "chocolate muffin day".

I forgot my daily dose of caffeine this morning - and had to drink a juice box pilfered from my daughter.

I know that last statement has nothing to do with Minnesota, but I didn't want to start a Monday Post.

Most Anti-Climactic Emergency of the Weekend

So, last week my mom and step dad were in Jamaica. I semi-hated them because they were there, and I was stuck in this sub-frigid environment called Minnesota.
That is, until I heard this upon their return:

They were flying from Jamaica to Memphis, and were supposed to be landing. They circled and circled and circled for like an hour. No word from the pilot or flight attendants on what was going on. Then, they landed - hard and fast . . . . . and came to a dead stop. No taxi'ing, no gateway - just stopped. They look out the window, and realize that they are surrounded by emergency vehicles and crash response teams. Turns out that the nose gear or whatever failed, and they were not sure they could land without crashing. Nice huh? Anyways, the plane would not move any further - so they had to be pulled to the gateway.

So, if you are looking for a moral of the story - here it is:
NEVER go to Jamaica without me, or I will put a voodoo curse on you and your plane.

This or That

Some years ago, a friend introduced me to a totally fun waste of time called "this or that". The way it goes is that you give two things, and the other person has to choose which one they would prefer. Simple right? However, this "game" can get dangerously gross and somewhat distrubing. Some of the more "unusual questions" that have came up include:

Getting stabbed in the eye or Getting stabbed in the ear.
Having hemmohroids for life or Having diarrhea for life.

You get the drift. That made me wonder what the people reading (and I know there are only a few) this blog could come up with to top that. Please post away!