A Quick Review...

My inbox is always full. I get tons of email every week, most of it legitimate, and lots of it is from people I've never met before, either giving feedback from this site, or asking questions about Vegas in general. I try to answer every one of them, but sometimes when I get home from work, I see that I have like 12 new messages, I always read them with the best of intentions of responding the next day after I get up, but sometimes I forget. If that has happened to you, I apologize.

But, this morning I got yet another email from Amazon.com asking me to review a recent purchase. For those that don't know, I do about 99% of my shopping on Amazon for four simple reasons--I hate going to the mall, I avoid all sales taxes, free shipping, and the prices are generally better than most other retail outlets. Plus the UPS driver lady knows and loves me and always drops off my packages closest to the door nearest my bedroom, instead of leaving them by the side gate closest to the driveway.

But the only thing that bugs me about Amazon is that every time I make a purchase, they send me an email asking for a review. For whatever reason, as much as I value their customer reviews, I've been more of a 'taker' and never felt the need to give one. I have better things to do with my time, but this morning they asked me to review my Sealy Posturepedic Medium Support Superstandard Pillow sets that I purchased back in January.

So I followed the link and gave the following review:

I absolutely love these new pillows so much that I bought four of them for my new queen-sized bed. They're so soft--it feels like I'm sleeping on boobies!

Hopefully that response will cut down on some of the traffic in my inbox. If not, I'm going to figure out a way to work the word 'boobies' into every product review they ask me to do.

Speaking of Amazon and boobies, did you know it was believed that the original 'Amazon' women would cut off their right breast to keep it from getting in the way of their bow string when hunting? Seven years of college, baby, that's where you learn stuff like that...

Mikey