Showing posts with label Farmer Ted. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Farmer Ted. Show all posts

Saturday, June 28, 2008

An Ode to Farmer Ted

I had never seen this movie. Farmer Ted was appalled. According to him the following clip is the only reason to see this movie---Rob Lowe's sexy sax solo.




I just shook my head.

Thursday, May 29, 2008

Farmer Ted's thought process


Farmer Ted's godson's 3rd birthday is this weekend. However an actual celebration will be postponed until July, to which Farmer Ted had this comic response:

I hope you are not planning to delay Cosmo’s actual birthday because I happen to know that he is counting down the days until he is able to legally visit the Cactus (and Graineys at 1 AM, of course). Presently, we are at 6573. This would be very disappointing to him and would force him to go to the black market for Cactus-entrance credentials (Nevada or otherwise).

On the other hand, delaying a birthday would be pretty sweet to me. I propose that I will delay my next birthday until 2491, which, not coincidentally, is the same date the Buck Rogers emerged from some sort of stasis on the TV show named after him.

Sunday, March 23, 2008

Happy Easter

While cruising Craig's list Farmer Ted came upon a painting of Jesus for sale.

His questions were: How would a devout Christian attempt to negotiate this deal? Are we going to see hard core negotiating or lowballing? In general, a negotiation takes place and the two parties split the pool of value (e.g. the difference between the lowest value the seller will accept and the highest price the buyer will pay). Can you really put a price on the Lord?

So, when negotiation meets religion, will the price be closer to the asking price?

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Moments with Farmer Ted

Farmer Ted: I have an idea for a new Transformer.

Idaho Gal: (sigh) What?

FT: He is an outhouse who turns into this guy who cleans up after the other Transformers. Similiar to The Poopsmith.

IG: I shouldn't have asked.



IG: Hey! Our dog is not a guitar!

FT: But he likes it! Do you know of any other dog that can play "guitar" as well as Keynes?



We have many, MANY Curb Your Enthusiasm moments in our house. This being one of them. Only it was at an airport. And after everything the guy still didn't get it. I was also known at work for doing this with my Shrek light that resembled an earpiece. Why do people do this? It is so annoying! And rude!