you know what i do not understand? glamour shots.

i just heard this radio ad where this woman was suggesting that i visit the fred meyer garden center to purchase an overpriced murdered tree to hang my holiday doo-dads on. she said "maybe a doug fir." doug? since when are you on such intimate terms with the forests, fred meyer lady. his name is douglas.

this saturday? or next saturday? i mean... technically, tomorrow is next saturday, because there are no saturdays between now and then. but it is also this saturday. next saturday is not in actuality the saturday after this saturday, or, saturday after next. i mean, you wouldn't have a conversation that went, "hey! whatchoo doing next easter?" "you mean, this easter? or the easter after this next easter?" so next saturday and this saturday are pretty much the same saturday, unless it is saturday, in which case, next saturday is only next saturday, not also this saturday.