hmm...
On Saturday, I had a standoff with a hissing goose, or maybe it was a gander -- and it won! I'm not a very intimidating person, but I should be able to scare a quacker off the sidewalk.
Today, I saw a strip mall that provides the following right next door to each other: cakes, tinted windows, tattoos. How convenient!
Although only 14.5% of all men are six feet or taller, 58% of Fortune 500 CEO's are at least that tall.
I prefer pot liker and cornbread to gourmet bread and cheeses.
I didn't want to join a co-ed gym because I didn't want men looking at me while I worked out. Now a huge incentive for me to actually GO to the gym is the opportunity to ogle men and their muscles (is that wrong?).
My grandmother's hallucinations make my mother crazy.
My palms have been itching for two days, and no one has given me any money yet. The soles of my feet have also been itching for two days, and I'm not planning to travel anywhere. Maybe it's too much lycopene. Any other ideas?
"Love ceases to be a demon only when he ceases to be a god." M. Denis de Rougemont
3 Comments:
you reminded me of that day you broke out in the most remarkable case of hives. AND you're the only person I've ever known to have the mumps (and still come to a party).
6:19 AM
Of course I went to the party -- it was at your house!
8:12 PM
And what a fabulous house it was.
And you didn't really SEE angela's hives unless she came over to your house & stripped off her dress for confirmation. Yes, yes, I am that lucky.
4:11 PM
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