another reason to hate LA: we have ATMs that dispense cupcakes now

this sweet young thing from the HuffPo got someone to video her ordering

a sweet little thing out of a fancy cupcake machine in Beverly Hills.

Sprinkles cupcakes are pretty much still all the rage out here

even though those who watch their weight (a-hem) stay far away from them.

but apparently the good people at Sprinkles are making their diabetes delivery systems

ALL THE DAMN TIME

so they figured hey what the hell may as well sell them without the annoying

talking to the customers part.

thus history was made: ta da!

made a huge mistake and watched the Bachelor last night

bachelorettes

i do a pretty good job, i think, of finding the good in humanity.

i also like to fool myself into believing i am somewhat of a romantic.

but do these women seriously think that they are not going to look foolish

fawning over a man they barely know, proclaiming to him that they love him

in hopes that he will propose to them on national tv

after meeting their parents?

because the show has been on for years, they know he’s only going to pick one of them.

and yet last night about 20 of the discarded bachelorettes were unified in hating on

the model from santa monica who kisses fish and gets naked while frolicking in the sea.

it made for interesting television only because a) they were easy on the eyes

b) they missed the irony of calling her a tramp even though many were falling out of their dresses

c) who doesnt like a good 5 minute cat fight as you brush your teeth before bedtime?

if i had daughters id set them down and say “unlearn everything this show is teaching you.”

id say, “you are not meeting your husband on a tv show where he makes out with many of them.”

id say, “daddy will hang himself if you ever appear on a program like this.”

with that said, i was amused to see the show concluded with one of the rejected ladies

saying to the other

“I have a tampon I want to share with you.”

and then they hugged

my $950 physical exam

the clock in the exam room

i try not to complain very much in the busblog.

so i will today merely express the facts and move on.

i work for a company whose parent company is based in Minnesota. i live in California.

i used to work for a company whose parent company is based in Chicago.

because of that, it is not all that uncommon that my longtime doctor has been “out of network”.

that has typically meant that going to see him cost between $50-$100 just to walk in the door.

because im healthy (despite my dependence on fast food) i only have to walk in the door about once a year.

usually for a physical which is comprised of the doc taking some blood and hooking me up to some electrodes.

the current company i work for is super nice, but for some reason they want to pay for $0 of said physical.

the physical, because America is super cray about Health for some reason has decided that the lab costs are $850 to examine a man’s blood and analyze the electric things i was hooked up to.

thus yours truly had to pay $100 to walk in the door and $850 to cover the analytics.

i am not a whiner. you will rarely hear me complain. about anything.

life is ours. we are the masters of our domain. control is an illusion, but we steer the ship (mostly)

therefore, canada, expect me to fly up there once a year, hang ooot for a few days

as i visit one of your doctors who will give me my annual check up

and with the money i will save i will buy all of you beers.