It's all downhill from here cause this thing won't let me make an entry. Dammit.
Random. That undoubtedly sums it up. Many of the entries are straight from some forgotten corner of my mind. Others are the result of a chat room poll. Originally planned to be heavy on visuals and short on text (the words are taking over!), its meant to provide an occasional snicker or giggle to myself or anyone who happens by.
Well, I'll be hornswaggled. I really didn't think this blog was still around. And I am doubly impressed that I was able to access it. I only tried because a fellow cast member gave me a public nudge.
And so I spent the weekend in Bisbee, AZ. And I spent a lot of time thinking of you.And I spent a lot of time realizing how much I miss you.
For these blazing pieces of creative brilliance, and for posting them, Priscilla bought me a chocolate milkshake.
Yup. Just a tiny bit toasty. But it's been an ugly couple of weeks. This entry is likely to be pure stream of conciousness - typos and all. So if you stop by here for a polished version of my wit, you'll likely be disappointed.
Body: 1. YOUR ROCK STAR NAME: (middle name and current street name)
I'll admit it. I do the occasional online quiz.
Things that I want the world's population to stop doing to me:
The cleanest room in my house is my son's bedroom.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
I know. It's been a while since I put anything in here.
For mother's day I asked for a small fish bowl with a couple of guppies. I was feeling nostalgic. As a child we always had a bowl of guppies located in the kitchen. It was a tiny cirle of life that sat next to the drying rack. Spend a few moments feeding them every now and then and you were rewarded with life lessons. Life, death, reproduction, and cannibalism (one must never underestimate the important lesson cannibalism teaches) all on display and offering cheap entertainment day or night.
And the Grand Canyon is grand. An epiphanous experience? No. But actually impressive nontheless. I was a bit surprised when I took that first gander and felt my eyes cross a bit. Well done mother nature. That's quite a figure you got there.
Question is, whose god is it?
Sitting in the car, waiting at a light, trying to entertain myself as I wander about the city doing my daily business.
So I says to my son, "Shea, wanna go to the craft store?"
Bad day at work.
My immediate supervisor began to complain after she sent me multiple IM's thatI wasn't answering. So I answered. What follows is a copy of the stream of consciouness IM that i sent her. Each line is a new IM.
Well, it's my birthday.
Next week I take the stage for the first time with the improv troupe that I joined. ( http://www.unscrewedcomedy.com/ )
I'm a 35 year old woman in lime green low rise underwear.
There are those who can quit smoking in one day. They then regale the rest of us with how easy it was. That they never suffer a single twitch. Their lives are so much better.
Recently the tempuratures have been creeping their way back into the 104 degree range. I've been told that this is the beginning of a growing season.
After 35 plus years I've met more than a few people. And I've come to the conclusion that you are all, every single one of ya, not quite right in the head.
Lyle pushed the mashed potatoes around on his plate and listened to the muted crash and bang of the cafeteria around him. Gravy oozed over the mound to pool in a pattern that tugged at his imagination. A few careful swoops of the spoon and the tepid brown liquid filled the newly formed eye sockets. Careful carving of a jaw line was followed by the creation of a few sparse teeth.
If Walter Cronkite rose from the grave would he still be able to get a job reporting the evening news?
I’ve been at the Malaysian branch office for quite a while now. I think that I am beginning to adjust. The thought that the home office has completely set me adrift is far to horrifying to contemplate. However, the loneliness of the empty offices isn’t quite so deep and some of my internal fears have been quelled . Especially since I discovered Alin.
I came to hate parking lots.
Don't breed unless you mean it.
As a child I was viciously mauled by a racoon.
The monkeys made me do this.
So I've been thinking.
This moment in time is for Erynn:
Not entirely sure how I ended up here, but here I am.