You know those “No Shirt. No Shoes. NO SERVICE!” signs you see in stores? (Yes, we’re back on my other favorite topic, The Store.) First, I remember being kind of confused by the signs as a child. I thought perhaps they were suggesting that there were no shirts, no shoes, and no service to be
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See, you got me on this topic of commercials yesterday, and now I can’t stop… The Basketball is still on, which means seeing those same commercials a few hundred more times. However, we saw a new one today. Domino’s was giving Papa Johns a thorough tongue-lashing over a lawsuit in which a judge called their Yesterday was in the 60?s again. So what does it do today, the official first day of spring? It snows! I got so used to the extra warmth from all the sun that I have been freezing all day. It caused me to nap, and now I’m stuck in that post-afternoon-nap fog. I hate that. In addition to falconry, another hobby I’d like to look into is mesmerism. Some good old fashioned hyp-no-tizm! I’ve been reading Drood by Dan Simmons, and one of the main characters is Charles Dickens, who was a practitioner of mesmerism. And Charles Dickens is putting thoughts into my head. I suppose it could come in It’s supposed to get over 60 degrees here today. I will have to stifle the urge to strip down to my birthday suit and frolic. Not really, though. I’m not much for nakedness. It seems a lot of people sleep naked… I can’t even sleep in underwear and a tank top. I have to be Today Mr. Smarmy and I went to the grocery store. We went yesterday also. We are perpetually forgetting very necessary things. For example, this time I bought a ginormous slab of corned beef with which to make Reubens with, and then promptly forgot EVERYTHING else required to make said sandwich. The rye, the sauerkraut (and I have done nothing so far this week. Well, that’s not exactly true. No sewing. And everything I have done is super boring and annoying, and no, I can’t be more explicit than that because I’m stupidly superstitious. Tomorrow will probably be more boring nothingness, because I need to do my books so we can Poo bears! I just smeared a big chunk of soot onto my jeans. I was stoking the fire, you see. A fire that Mr. Smarmy insisted on starting and then barked at me to stoke when it was going out. He didn’t actually bark at me, of course. He’ll say, “Oh no! The fire is I should spank my spam filter, for all the spam it let through recently. For shame! I was thinking the other day of words and phrases that I say too often. A sampling: “On what planet?!” “How dare you!” “I knew it!” (Apparently I have gone so far as to say this in my sleep.) Ugh. Have I mentioned that every trip to the grocery store convinces me that we need to cease allowing people to freely breed? (Yes, we had to go to the grocery store again, this time we decided we had to make homemade protein bars. Christ, I’m starting to sound like a hippie.) I think everyone |
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