I pulled in last night after a full weekend of a crazy Friday morning at work, 18 hours driving (while listening to the same four or five songs on the Juno soundtrack over and over and over because I was alone and I could), a baby shower, my mom getting food poisoning, and lots of family time. I celebrated my arrival back by showering, throwing up, and crawling into bed at about 8:30.
I haven’t read your comments properly from Friday, and I don’t have a real post today, but feel free to peruse these, uh, notes I scribbled down while driving. It is a list of things I either a) want to look up b) want to talk to my husband about or c) use as blog fodder. It’s very organized.
Off to work,
black sheeped
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April 7, 2008 at 8:16 am
I’m glad you’re back. Sorry about the puking, though. I hope you’re feeling better by now.
April 7, 2008 at 11:01 am
Yes, I looked at it. I picked out what I’d like you to talk about, and also interpreted a bunch of it to save you the time of having to blog about it. I will make up my own stories from those.
The list of cars, you going to be buying one?
“Dead coyote – wolfdog
Thought it was a deer
Gagged->wolfdog”
There once was a wolfdog named Coyote. He lived deep in the woods and hunted the slow, mentally retarded deer that were easy prey by the lake. Years went by, and day after day of feasting on deer made Coyote a rather…robust wolfdog. One day, he was sauntering through the woods near “the forbidden area,” and felt the huge meal he just had disagree fervently with his stomach. He started gagging, harsh, full body gagging, and did not notice that he had ended up in the “Black ground.” He saw, in the distance, the shining eyes of a cougar. The eyes grew larger, and Coyote didn’t know where to hide. He could not run, as the heaving was overtaking his body. The eyes grew larger and larger as the beast mounted its attack on him. Coyote closed his eyes tightly, and hoped for mercy from his predator. All was heard after that was a horrible screech.
“teeth whitening ebay”
Apparently, in their attempts to corner the market of “Everything you need right here,” Ebay has launched a new service for 1.95 a login. Each time you enter your username and password your account will be hacked, but your teeth will become a shade whiter.
“dog sanding drums”
Don’t sand your dogs. It’s just not a good idea, okay? If there’s any service announcement I could make today, it would be that. Don’t. Sand. Your dogs.
“look up harmonica”
here you go: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harmonica
“trees only dense from a distance, you can slip through when you are snake chasing” (I swear to god that’s what I read)
Trees, by nature, are rather stupid. They flock together in packs of ever increasing stupidity. Luckily, for us humans, they’re much much taller than us. So, when you are having your weekend snake-chase, you’ll be able to slip through the stupid trunks and stupid branches. Be forewarned, however, of the saplings. The saplings are small, spry, and will cover you with a very corrosive material. Studies have suggested that these saplings are the direct cause of traffic jams and bankruptcy, as many urban areas have saplings included as part of community development plans. Please, for safety’s sake, watch for saplings on your snake hunts, and NEVER put a tire swing on a tree. Think of your children, don’t let what you think is a harmless swing become the beginning of “the dumb generation.”
other phrases I saw but just don’t have the brain matter needed to make stories out of them:
dodbody
talking to nephew, rolling under my hands
whales in avon.
I’m very interested to see what the real stories are.
April 7, 2008 at 12:56 pm
We just saw “Juno” this weekend – I really liked the music, but was wondering if the soundtrack is good as a standalone, or if it’s one that just really works only with the movie.
I hope you’re feeling better!