House-sitting:

The past couple of days, I have been house sitting for a guy that I work with. This is pretty cool. I get a house all to myself. The only problem is that it is out in the middle of no where. That doesn’t really bother me...except when I can’t find my way to or from there! This has happened to me twice now and I’ve only been out there for three days...not exactly a good average.

Something that I found interesting and intriguing is the road that is the driveway to where his house is at. Did you ever wonder why you have shocks on your vehicle? This road is why. It is one large chain of pot holes. I can’t even begin to describe to you the amount of pot holes on this road.

The Brawny Man(?):

If you haven’t noticed, they’ve changed the guy on the Brawny paper towels! My first reaction to this was a little upsetting. Last time I checked, the Brawny man was a 70s style macho man with a blonde comb-over, blue flannel shirt, and a dirty ‘stache. I have recently seen commercials, featuring both past and present Brawny men. The elder acts just as you’d expect the brazen, Brawny man to: tough, rough, and grossed out by the romantic. The younger man is a sap, not worthy of the Brawny Man title.... he doesn’t even have a dirt-stache... clean shaven sissy.

(Disclaimer: I do not believe that you have to have facial hair to be considered a man. I cannot grow facial hair... so I’d only be making fun of myself if that was true)

Now - I have no problem with the romantic, however... the commercial features the younger and elder Brawny men watching television together... yet the show featured is a soap opera. The younger is sitting next to a box of tissues and talking to the television. “Tell her, Jack!”, he exclaims... “Shut your mouth”, replies the elder and more brazen paper towel man.

Who is your Brawny man?