Tuesday, September 2, 2008

Where do you keep YOUR spork?

Things I Did On Labor Day:

1) Watched TWC satellite images of Hurricane Gustav

2) Answered Jannaverse blog comments and sent happy loving vibes out to all of you who commented. Each vibe is worth approximately 1/30th of a cent, so you may want to start commenting more often. (That could add up to a penny per month if you comment every day! That's twelve bucks a century! Think of the possibilities!)

3) Listened to NPR and the BBC, sat patiently while they stuffed news into all available bodily cavities.

4) Hummed the theme to Iron Chef, over and over again.

5) Put a spork in my bra

6) Sat in the cemetery and had tea and cookies at sunset. (Very relaxing!)

7) Reflected on the fact that Tuesday (9-2-08) will be our first band rehearsal of the fall season. We've been on break for about a month now, and I've really missed playing music with this group. Hopefully they're excited about seeing me as well. (I'd better take the spork out of my bra before they hug me.)
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14 comments:

Bear said...

Well I'm not that hard up convertible vibes, or cash for that matter... so here's half a comm...

That'll be 1/60th of a cent please.

:)

Deb on the Rocks said...

The vibe exchange is better than Google ads, so I'm in.

whall said...

Can we retroactively comment, say, from about 30,000 years ago and then have the interest compound?

Janna said...

Bear: How sweet of you, trying to save me money! That's definitely worth half a...

Deb: Excellent!

Whall: Nice try. :)

Broadway Matron said...

A spork in your bra? I don't even want to know the "why" of that LOL (actually I do, because I know I will laugh my butt off - and laughing is more fun than exercise in the butt reduction scheme of things)

XUP said...

I just read Roald Dahl’s biography and his Dad lost his left arm in a stupid accident and so couldn’t cut his food at dinner and so he invented a fnife or knork by sharpening one of the tines of the fork so it resembled a small thin blade with which he could cut his meat. He carried his fnife/knork everywhere he went in a special leather case in his shirt pocket.

Marilyn said...

Mo did a post about the knork.

Do you think the cartoon is saying something about gender issues and our relegation of people into arbitrary categories? Jasmine says I'm over thinking things and that he's more of a spoon than a fork so he should go in the spoon door. But maybe, he just needs a haircut.

Janna said...

BroadwayMatron: I wish laughing caused butt-reduction! It would be the perfect weight loss program. And I would finally be skinny!

Xup: It's fun to say "fnife" and "knork".

Marilyn: I think no matter which door he chose, there would be angry intolerant conservative picketers waiting when he came out. It's a shame, really.

Bear said...

A 'knork' in ones search engine is one thing, but 'knorks' are an entirely different thing.

Janna said...

Bear: Are they? Have you ever met one? Should I Google it?

Bear said...

Um... don't bother, it turns out that the first letter of your search word is just as important as the rest. Who knew?

Janna said...

Bear: Maybe it's best if I just make up my own private definition for the word "knork" instead. I can use it randomly in sentences and let people try to guess what it means.

Travis said...

Now I've seen so many references to the things you stuff in your bra. But do you occasionally remove some stuff to make room for other stuff?

I'm just asking.

Janna said...

Travis: Occasionally I remove things when they start crawling or breathing or speaking.