…a new box is now their basket…
*sigh*
I was never good at those “Tisket-Tasket” nursery rhymes. They were always too simple… as if they were designed for kids… or politicians.
At any rate, while I was shopping for a sleeping bag at K-Mart for next week’s trip to Byron, I saw something while I stood in line that I just simply had to reach out with my phone camera to snap a picture of.
Why it dazzled me… it amazed me… for it was…
[img]https://www.leighlo.com/uploads/random/2007/04-TicTacs.jpg[/img]
Yes… Tic-Tac’s now come in a new box. A bigger box. A less pocket convenient box. A box that’s more box-ready for jackets. A jacket box. A box that’s incompatible with the previous version of the clothing operating system you previously had.
Why the new Tic-Tac “BigBox” is nothing more than Vista in a breath mint form: oh, you don’t need it even though it’s bigger, requires more space, and apparently has more in it, but soon it’ll be all they sell and you’ll have to upgrade your clothing to support this newer and bigger box.
It’s the end of things to come.
And I’d know what the end of things to come looks like. I’m drinking [url=http://www.yalumba.com/]Yalumba[/url] in a mug at the moment, so much that in the past ten minutes as I poured the [url=http://www.yalumba.com/vintage.asp?p=154&b=15&l=73&v=1979]Merlot[/url] into a mug, I was chanting “I’m drinking Yalumba in a mug! Yalumba in a mug!”
Yes, people. The end is here.
Mind you, I’m not exactly sure if there’s any real advantage to this “bigger box” that the Tic-Tac people are bringing in. Why, it’ll cost more and the Tic-Tac formula still hasn’t changed (I imagine) so it’ll still be half a calorie each, so to speak. But with more in a box, you’ll essentially gain more weight from eating their low-joule breath mints.
I mean… duh… that’s expected. But still!
They’re still the same [url=http://digg.com/apple/The_iPod_Tick]Tick[/url] size as they were when Tic-Tac’s first appeared. They still look like those egg vibrator thingies that I don’t have the orifices for. And they probably still make that awful minty passionfruit flavour.
And I still can’t practice swallowing pills on them as they haven’t gotten any smaller. That was something Nikki & I did try at one point as she wanted to try to help expand my mind to try E… which of course never happened… partially because I have piss all money… but also mostly because I can’t swallow pills… and no, not even pain relieving pills or antibiotics. (The other reason is because I’m a tad on the nuts side — could you tell? — and who knows what being on drugs would do to me of all people… :P)
Still people… the end is here. It’s nigh and four scores and seven minutes away with my Yalumba en route to… somewhere.
I was probably going somewhere with this blog entry, but fuck… I don’t honestly have a clue if that somewhere was anything near what the definition of “meaningful” and “useful” might be.
Unless of course those words could be defined with a bigger box of Tic-Tac’s. Then I’ve just about nailed it.
At least then I’ve nailed something, for once.