Just what the doctor ordered
Personalized candies hidden in personalized medicine bottles for aging patients
Today is my birthday.
My birthday had better make up for the agony I’ve endured this past month. I had to have a tooth pulled last week and unfortunately for me, my dentist doesn’t believe in pain medication. Thanks for nothing Doc. I’ve been in agony for days, but nothing in my medicine cabinet seems to help.
Still in pain, I walk into my office this morning to find my desk decorated with a dazzling array of birthday treats from my co-workers. My eyes focus on a white pharmacy bag sitting on my keyboard. Say it isn’t so! My dear co-workers knew I didn’t have time for the pain, so they got me a prescription for pain relievers!
I love them.
I read the bag, anxious for sweet relief and realize, this isn’t Vicodin… it’s a prescription from the Fountain of Youth Pharmacy with a couple of vials filled with Personalized candies from Personalization Mall. The Name on the prescription? U. R. Ancient.
I hate them.
I loveth my James Sadler teapot
James Sadler teapots add Bard worthy charm to your Sadler teapot collection
Teapot, teapot, wherefore art thou teapot?
O! Where’st have I puteth my teapot filled with traditional English Earl Grey tea? I thinketh I doth have another teapot somewhere within my humble cottage by the sea, but would a spot of tea poured by any other teapot taste as sweet?
I thinketh not.
And…scene.
If you fancy all things English, you’ll fancy the English Tea Store’s collection of James Sadler teapots featuring the likeness of our beloved Bard, William Shakespeare.
This beer has your name on it
Custom beer glass for custom beer drinking
I completely missed the beer boat this Father’s Day.
When looking for the perfect masculine gift, it never really occurred to me to gift dear old Dad with personalized barware. An ideal gift for any man who has had his brewski swiped from right under his nose, this Custom Beer Glass from Personal Creations not only looks cool (like some awesome beer experiment you wish you could have worked on in physics class), but it can be personalized with up to 9 characters and can hold up to 32 ounces of ice cold beer.
Now we’re talking beer business.
ET Phone Flask home
Phone flask that makes you want to answer every phone call
I love my phone. I love martinis. Best of all, I love martinis in my phone.
This innovative Phone Flask from Gunther Gifts is better than any iPhone app I’ve downloaded in the past few months. It allows you to conveniently carry your spirits wherever you go, and if people on the street give you a dirty look for taking a mid-day swig, you can simply pretend you’re on the phone with your mother.
Rock em Sock em Robots
Rock em Sock em Robots will rock your robot socks off
I’ve always had a fondness for games that allow me to beat other people up - Mortal Kombat, Virtual Fighter, Mike Tyson’s Punch Out… they always helped me feel triumphant and invincible, even though outside of the cyber fighting world I was completely powerless (my underdeveloped bicep is still recovering from being overthrown in an arm wrestling match against my brother two decades ago).
Aside from all of the lethal video games on the market, I always wanted a Rock em sock em Robots game for Christmas. Like little Ralphie Parker from A Christmas Story and his coveted Red Ryder BB gun, the object of my obsession was the original TKO classic that is now on sale at the Vermont Country Store. I still don’t know why I never got one. It’s not like I could’ve shot my eye out with it.
Oy vey
Yiddish with Dick and Jane for Yiddish fun for everyone
My Yiddish isn’t great. Every time I go home to visit my mother she kvetches about it, which makes me feel like a total putz. So I’ve made a pledge to brush up on my Yiddish before my next trip home with a little help from Yiddish with Dick and Jane, an adorable little gift book from Challah Connection.
Jane is in real estate.
Today is Saturday.
Jane has an open house.
She must schlep the Open House signs to the car.
See Jane schlep.
Schlep, Jane. Schlep.
Schlep, schlep, schlep.
Live long and propser
Spock action figure for Spock loving trekkies
Hello Earthlings, don’t be alarmed. I come in peace.
I am the Spock Action Figure from Entertainment Earth. I am the son of Vulcan ambassador Sarek and human mother Amanda Grayson, at least according to Wikkipedia. I served on the USS Enterprise for eleven years under the command of Captain Christopher Pike and continue to serve aboard the ship as science officer and first officer. Until recently, I have served under James T. Kirk as my Captain, but he is on temporary leave while biding his time as a crochety lawyer on Boston Legal.
I have come on this journey to plug my new blockbuster Star Trek film (in theatres now), my collectible action figure, and of course, to beseech you all to live long and prosper.
Blooming Spring flowers in full bloom
Blooming Spring flowers to spring on your Mom this Mother’s Day
Being a mom is often a thankless job.
As a Mom you get thrown up on, drooled on and snotted on, and that’s when your kids are in High School. We rarely remember to thank our Mothers for raising us, cooking us delicious nutritionally balanced meals, washing behind our ears and for teaching us right from wrong. When the second Sunday in May arrives, the least we can do to express our appreciation is to send our Mothers a rocking arrangement of flowers…ones that weren’t stolen from her treasured rosebush or the neighbor’s garden.
Celebrate her day this Mother’s Day with this It’s Your Day Blooming Spring flower arrangement from Beyond Blossoms and she’ll be beyond happy, she’ll be perennially happy.
Bowling for dollars at my desk
This mini bowling set helps me strike up some good business
I’m very superstitious when it comes to new deals. Whenever I have a new client, I have a special routine that clues me in on whether a deal will head north or south, east or west. I don’t believe in rubbing rabbit’s feet, I don’t call 1-800-PSYCHIC and I don’t count on finding a penny and picking it up so all day long I’ll have good luck. My process is much simpler than all that.
I bowl.
One serve of a tiny little bowling ball tells me everything I need to know with this Mini Bowling Desk Set from Bowling Delights. If I land a gutterball, it ain’t happening. If I get a spare, it’s still a possibility, and if I get a strike…I’m headed to Tahiti.
Nobody leaves fake Baby in a corner
Real life baby dolls that cry, burp and coo for real
When I was seven, I left my Cabbage Patch Kid in an Italian restaurant. I cried about it for hours. Would Lorraine Ann be taken care of by the busboys? Fed spaghetti? Would they change her outfits and sing her to sleep the way I did every night? The answers to all of my questions were not even…Lorraine was found in the corner, on the floor under the table with tomato sauce smeared on her forehead. I was happy to have her back, but it took me days to get all of the garlic breadcrumbs out of her hair. I can only imagine how much worse it would’ve been if I’d have left a Real Life Baby Doll Ready or Not Tot in the pasta place that night.
It’s time to play the music
Muppet characters you create yourself for hours of Muppet fun
We’re all a bunch of Muppet characters here at Catalogs.com:
Amy is as culinary inclined as the Swedish Chef
Trish and her unmarked patriotism bear a striking resemblance to Sam the Eagle
Bryan is our wisecracking, piano playing Rowlf the Dog
Jody is Scooter, always scooting around, filing and performing odd jobs
Linda is the crazy boomerang fish thrower whose name escapes me
Richard and Nigel are Beaker and Dr. Bunsen Honeydew respectively
Matt is Animal, and I…
I am the rocking Janice with her long flowing locks and hippie chick vibe.
We still haven’t figured out which character Gina is, so we’re going to Create our very own Muppet Character thanks to FAO.com and their Muppet Whatnot Workshop.
Fabio Fabio, wherefore art thou Fabio?
Historical romance books get me all worked up with romance at work
I’m stuck working on the day after Christmas. Bah humbug. It’s dead here. Bryan, Samara, Jody and I have just finished playing spin the bottle and don’t know what else to do for the next six to seven hours. There’s still a vat of egg nog at home with my name on it, and I haven’t had a chance to play with any of the toys and gadgets Santa left under my tree.
I have two choices.
1. I can either cry about it and pout…or
2. I can hit the books.
I’m going for option two and hitting the books. The books from Dorchester Publishing that is. I always keep a romance book tucked away in my desk drawer for such an occasion. For some, their weakness is black label Scotch. For me, it’s hot Roman dudes like the one on the cover of this Sword of Rome historical romance book. I have four words for you ladies…Va, va va voom.
