A Nation Turns its Lonely Eyes To Me
Having not updated this blog in quite some time, I was surprised to find my inbox inundated with "new follower" alerts. I assumed it was an unintended side effect of Skymall's recent bankruptcy announcement, and the resulting uptick in Google searches about the company. Amusingly enough, my blog comes up as the first search result whenever you type "Best Skymall Products" or "Worst Skymall Products" (uh...Yay?).
After doing a little digging, I discovered that erroneous search results were not the cause. It appeared that the spike in my traffic was due to a number of media outlets seeing fit to link to my blog as a "source" (again, uh... Yay?).
Unfortunately, my job as a door to door polyester salesman has kept me quite busy, so I have not had time to provide my loyal followers with any recent entries, and with this announcement, it appears I will not be receiving any new material in the future.
I may gradually post the remaining items I never quite got to as a drawn out eulogy for this once great company, but each of these entries takes time, and my schedule can be quite unforgiving. Despite what you might think, polyester doesn't just sell itself, so please bear with me.
On a personal note, I am saddened to see Skymall closing its doors. In the past I used this blog as a way to pass the hours when I was stuck awake due to a severe case of auto-erotic insomnia (I'm pretty sure I'm using that term correctly...). Most of these posts were written during the wee hours of the evening, and I will probably have to find another way to kill time during sleepless nights (it's a tossup between knitting and furious masturbation).
If like me you are wracked with sadness and a sense of guilt (I mean... I really meant to look at it on the plane, but since the FAA lifted the restrictions on electronics during takeoff and landing, there was no way I wasn't finishing watching "Weekend at Bernie's" for the 20th time), I suggest you throw on some Simon and Garfunkel, head on over to Skymall one last time to order up a pair of "Drinking Glasses With Straw", and join me in a toast to yet another fallen American institution (note: the picture below is of the aforementioned "Drinking Glasses with Straw", and is not a picture of me... As I have mentioned in previous entries, I have a glorious head of hair. It's really quite striking. Also, I think this qualifies as a new entry, so enjoy!).