It's what I do
I had Friday off, and of course I have Saturday and Sunday off.
Friday's winter storm made it unwise to go out driving around for no reason, so.... I've been sitting here at home, slowly marinating in my bathrobe, trying to maintain a semi-reasonable level of sanity.
Here are some things I've done to keep myself busy:
1. Feebly attempt to keep the cats from wrecking the place. I only had limited success with this one. They laughed in my general direction, and I still felt compelled to feed them anyway. This is known as "being a sucker cat lover".
2. Respond to blog comments, wondering if people ever actually go back and read what I said.
3. Consider creating a new language, through which I may communicate with radishes and porcupines. They might have the solution to global warming. Or they can at least tell me what happened to all the socks I keep losing.
4. Made more flair for that Facebook thingy.
5. Wonder if it's possible to make a cake shaped like a bottle of hand sanitizer... and if anyone has ever tried to do so, and what the occasion was. ("Congratulations, Billy, on being slightly-less-germy for a whole month now!")
6. Craved a really good mushroom-and-swiss burger... with a dish of macaroni and cheese on the side. I craved it so much that I briefly considered actually making it myself. :)
Then, of course, I came to my senses, and went back to talking to the radishes.
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15 comments:
I go back an read your comments but that normally that's not a good indicator of what everyone else is doing. I'm also glad to see that I'm not the only one who knows that porcupines and radishes speak the same language. Those bastards have been in cahoots for years and no one else believes me.
I do go back and read your respnses to my comments.
I read your responses also. And you should call the Ace of CAKEs guy about the CAKe shaped like a bottle of hand sanitizer. I bet Chef Duff could/would do it.
But he doesn't delivery to Michigan, so you'd have to find someone to give it to who lives within 500 miles of Baltimore.
Gwen: I heard them talking at 3:00 in the morning last Friday; that's how I knew they were together. Nobody believes me either.
DaOldMan: Thank youuuu! :) Gee, now I feel pressure to say something important...
Travis: I bet you wish you lived within 500 miles of Baltimore right now, don't you? :)
I wish I lived within 500 miles of Baltimore, but it's not necessarily cake I want from Duff. *wiiiiink*
No pressure.
Your turn.
Gwen: Let me guess... you want to be rolled in bread crumbs and placed gently in a warm skillet...
DaOldMan: My left armpit itches, and I had onion rings for lunch, which is going to make me fart all evening.
I always go back to see if my comment is commented on LOL
BroadwayMatron: Excellent! I am beginning to feel warm and loved. Though it might be the vodka.
I never leave comments.
SansPantaloons: Me, either.
How did you know!?
Gwen: I saw the bread crumbs stuck to the outside of the chutney jar.
The semi's I know have absolutely *no* reasonable kind of sanity at all, so you're better off not trying to go back to it.
Whall: This, of course, assumes I was sane to begin with...
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