Author Archives: Randy Peterman

Dr. Pepper Museum

This last Sunday we went to Waco to see the Nuzzi’s. We went with them to the Dr. Pepper museum there where we learned that if you pay $5.00, you too can watch Dr. Pepper commercials from a long time ago. I got the Dr. Pepper without corn syrup which tastes mighty fine because it doesn’t have aspartame in it. Also, we took the kids to a Burger King where they played in an indoor playground for about an hour while we adults chatted about spleens, pregnancy and theology. Typical Burger King (Hungry Jack) conversations.

Then, as if going to lunch, a drink place and Burger King were not enough we went to a Mexican restaurant where we ate dinner. Then it was time to leave and we sadly had to say good-bye. Jessica and I had a good conversation on the way ‘home’ to Mike and Luanne’s about various things. Upon arriving we discovered that they were into a [some City of Hero’s mission thingy] so Jessica and I read and programmed. OK, Jess read and I programmed. Anyhow, yesterday was good, the Dr. Pepper was the leas of the goodness, and that was pretty tasty!

Late Night with Randy Peterman

I figured out how the ‘late night’ guys are so funny: lack of sleep. We didn’t get in until 2:30 AM this morning and I’m pretty darn tired. However, last night I took a few funky pictures of lights on vehicles as they passed.
semi passing, long exposure

However, after we arrived at Mike and Luann’s I ended up staying up until around 4 AM. Not normal for me, and I slept in until around 11 this morning (I think, I don’t have my clock set up, and the room where we slept is a time depravation chamber ;)). I’m glad I don’t have to drive a lot today!

Non-Sugar Mama

My bride went to the doctor today and discovered she’s allergic to things, too. Not wheat or corn like me, but instead: Sugar. Plus she’s got some mineral deficiencies, a shortage of patience with screaming, temper tantrum throwing 2 year olds, and needs some chiropractic help 🙂 However, the doctor seems to think that supplements will help balance things out and she’ll be right as rain (or left as loosy) soon.

Women of McDonalds II

Well, as expected traffic to this site hs surged due to folks looking for pictures the Women of McDonald’s in the buff. I’m assuming that this will be great for McDonalds sales as flesh-fiends around the world stop by to see if they can identify the Chick McNuggets. I suppose that McPorn will not be available for rent from McDonald’s video rental machines. Sad, sad, sad.

In other news, I’ll be driving the fam down to Texas where I’ll do some work with one of my clients and then have Thanksgiving in Sherman with some family there. I like to think that all of this is good for me, but I have a hard time looking forward to 13+ hours of driving. Yippee! However, I’m looking forward to seeing friends and family in the Lone Star State.

Crappy Convention

World Toilet Summit. Basically this story is about how ‘Westerners’ are fond of porcelain.
My favorite session:
“Toilets as Tourism Attraction,” by Seok-Nam Gang of the Korea Clean Toilet Association

Since I spend a fair amount of time on the toilette [reading!] I figure I should join some North American Toilettes Used for Reading Annonymously League, or NATURAL for short.

Slang Spelling Bee

OK, so if you’re reading someone else’s slang writing, can you judge the spelling as incorrect? I’d like to think so. Particularly, I’d like to set forth that the term ‘Homies’ (short for homeboys or boys from the neighborhood I am from) should in no way, or ever, be spelled ‘hommies.’ I think this violates all of the rules of ‘Hooked on Phoenix.’

OK, Class dismissed.

Shot in the Nostril of Love

Back in the day my good friend Sean and I wrote a bogus country song. I can’t remember all of the words, but here are some of them. I thought you might enjoy knowing how dangerous I was in junior high.

I’ve been shot in the nostril of love
In the middle when push comes to shove
we fit together like a right hand in a left glove
I’ve been shot in the nostril of love

There was a lot more than that, but I can only remember that one stanza. Sean and I had over-active imaginations and we created our own comedy tape (which may be somewhere buried in his parents’ house). Tonight Abby picked out his book at the library with great excitement (it was out on display). I miss Sean and am scolding myself for not having stayed closer in communications.

So, with nine days until Thanksgiving, I’m thankful for friends, including the super crazy ones that put up with the crap I threw their way and stuck it out with me.

Women of McDonalds

Playboy.com launches “Women of McDonald’s” Yup, because we needed more pornography. Here’s what I don’t get: they stoop from Enron, to Walmart, to Home Depot. And now, McDonalds?

I wonder if there will be any law suits. Kelis may be all upset if other milkshakes start attracting boys away from her yard.

All joking aside, I find pornography disqusting and dissapointing. I am sorry that people will probably come to this site looking for more content from Playboy and the rest. Return to your wives for satifaction guys – it’s better for you, and its better for them.