Pie is Good...Phyllis

Yesterday, Sue went to ‘just look’ at new cars and drove home in one. This morning she had to go back to the dealer to finish up some paperwork and I got my first ride in it. On the radio, there was a story on NPR about the Mag Instrument Company who makes the Maglite flashlights. Did you know they do all their manufacturing right in California? The only things they outsource overseas are the tiny bulbs they use in the mini Maglites. It is amazing and wonderful to me that these are fully manufactured right here. Or rather, over there…in California. There are a few other interesting things about these Maglites, also:

1. The owner of the company is about 80 years old and still shows up for work before the sun comes up.

2. People collect them. There are certain colors and sizes that are more rare than others.

3. There is a hack for the mini flashlight. You can remove the laser diode from a dvd player and install it into the flashlight. It becomes a very powerful laser. You can light a match with it, pop a balloon, burn a hole in your cat’s skull.

Another thing I learned this week is that Pee Wee Herman is writing a blog now for Huffington Post. I think he writes for the Entertainment section. His first post was about Dancing with the Stars, specifically the episode that Bristol Palin was on. He said, and I paraphrase rather than quote because I’m too lazy to go look it up, that the last time he saw Alaskan legs like that, he was dipping them in butter at Red Lobster. That’s my Pee Wee! I’ve missed him. He did something bad, I don’t remember what. As long as it didn’t involve children, I’m glad to have him back.

There was one more thing I wanted to write about, but I can’t remember what it was. It was something real interesting. It was going to be my last paragraph because it was even more interesting than these first two paragraphs and I was saving it for last. Now, I’m searching and coming up with nothing. This is embarrassing. I’m all flustered now. I…I don’t know what to say and I don’t know how to get out of here with my dignity intact. There’s only one thought that keeps popping into my head: Pie is good.