Looking back on old posts I ran across a drunken one that reads, and I quote:
“Go sleep with a mushroom.”
Even in context it makes no sense…
Yesterday I was buying a large bag of Purina dog chow for Athena the wonder
dog at Wal-Mart and was about to check out. A woman behind me asked if I had
a dog. So since I'm retired, with little to do, on impulse, I told her no,
I didn't have a dog, and that I was starting the Purina Diet again. Although
I probably shouldn't, because I'd ended up in the hospital last time, but
that I'd lost 50 pounds before I awakened in an intensive care ward with
tubes coming out of most of my orifices and IVs in both arms.
I told her that it was essentially a perfect diet and that the way that it
works is to load your pants pockets with Purina nuggets and simply eat one
or two every time you feel hungry and that the food is nutritionally
complete so I was going to try it again. (I have to mention here that
practically everyone in the line was by now enthralled with my story.)
Horrified , she asked if I ended up in intensive care because the dog food
poisoned me. I told her no; I stepped off a curb to sniff an Irish Setter's
ass and a car hit us both.
I thought the guy behind her was going to have a heart attack, he was
laughing so hard!
WAL-MART won't let me shop there anymore.
Nicole,
Although I haven’t yet met your sister, I know she is cool for two reasons.
1. She loves Salt ‘n’ Pepa…and pa-pushing it real good.
2. Her name is Jill. Duh?
Sincerely,
Jill
Okay….yes, we may have horrible movie compatibility…only because I was asked a bizzilion questions about Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, Lord of the Rings, Harry Potter, etc. You KNOW I hate those kind of movies. (Although I love Chronicles of Narnia).
I think Facebook is ridic.
I am exhausted. I can’t seem to catch up on sleep or work. Can’t imagine what will happen when I have a baby. I’m hoping I can nap later. Not likely though.
