Safety first, we always say. And what is more dangerous than an onion? Well, no fruit nor vegetable will phase you if you’re rocking these sweet specs. Tim is now impervious to all tear-inducing aromas, including the sweet smell of a wildly successful shopping trip.
Here we see the instrument Tim keeps threatening to play to alert Keith every time he finishes another story. Whoops, there it is again. You’ll have to excuse us, we have to place another finely crafted Tim Goodwin gem on these pages.
It’s no secret that Dos Amigos is where it’s at. In fact, Tim may have already been a veteran of a few taco Tuesdays prior to this mid-spree stop for a snack. Just look at that artfully displayed taco and guac and tell me you aren’t getting hungry.
Beyond finally establishing for us that Tim can, in fact, spell (at least his own name), our visit to Granite State Candy Shoppe was taxing, if for no other reason than choosing just one delectable dessert there is almost impossible. Actually, that’s the only reason it was taxing. Otherwise, it was delicious looking.
Here, Tim takes advantage of a self-framing promotion at Rowland Studio. Hurry down and you can purchase Tim’s face in a frame, for a limited time only! Actually, this is just the beginning of Tim’s sure-to-be illustrious career at the Insider. That frame wil hold either an award or a discarded fast food wrapper before the year is out.
This Grumpy Cat book featured a veritable treasure trove of witty gems. Like the following decrees, for example: “Whatever doesn’t kill you isn’t working,” and “I’ve lived nine lives, and this is the worst.” Tim thought this would make a great gift for his wife, though we’re going to assume it’s because of the snarky humor and funny cat pictures and not because of the messages themselves.
It’s getting colder out there, and Tim could no doubt use an addition or two to his winter wardrobe. This ain’t it, though. Were this picture in color, you’d better understand just how Cosby-era bad it actually is. For some reason, it also weighed approximately 28 pounds.
What could be more Concordy than the official flag of the capital city? Nothing, that’s what.
New Insider writer Tim Goodwin makes his way around Main Street in search of a few items.
