I did it again. I changed the theme of my blog. It is one of the main reasons why I love Wordpress. I was using Gridlock, a very unique theme done by hyalineskies, for the last several months. I got the itch again for something new and decided to go with a theme done by Chris Pearson. I haven’t tweaked it much as of yet, but like the features he’s built into it.
I know I haven’t posted much lately. Life has gotten busy! I’ll try to post something worthwhile soon. In the meantime, enjoy this video of Brian Regan:
I’m sitting here in Caribou Coffee at The Greene right now, next to a window facing the front, and right outside on the ground is a dollar bill that someone dropped. I noticed it about 5 minutes ago, and I was tempted for a second to go out there and pick it up. If it was a twenty, I’d do it, but it’s only a buck. What I find so interesting is that I’ve counted 10 people who have walked right past it, 3 of them almost stepping on it. It’s as if people aren’t looking where they’re walking. Craziness.
Well, I guess I spoke too soon. Two girls just walked out the door, turned left, and one of them spotted it. My chance for a free buck is gone. At least she seemed happy to find it.
Have you ever been drinking a glass of something, maybe it’s milk, or juice, or water, but whatever it is, it’s good. And you’re enjoying this thirst-quenching beverage in a lovely glass, perhaps with some food.
Maybe you’re drinking a cold glass of milk with a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. And as you eat the sandwich, you take swigs of milk here and there. And suddenly, when you are almost done with the sandwich, there IT is.
You don’t know what IT is, but IT’s there.
IT’s brown and oddly shaped, and you are wondering how the heck IT got there.
And why didn’t you see IT!
Whatever IT is, IT is stuck to the bottom of your glass, and that last gulp of milk that you just drained from the glass that is still in your mouth is no longer appealing because…you are now looking at IT.
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somehow, while in the middle of what i think was an enjoyable dream, i hear myself say “what the heck is that noise? oh…it’s my phone.”
half awake, i stumble out of bed and make my way over to my dresser where my phone, charging in it’s cradle, is moving around like a shivering, naked man in antarctica. i grab it, look at the caller id and see it’s “mom” on the other end. i make my way over to my bed and slip back under my warm covers.
“hello”
“hey teej…did i wake you?”
“yeah, you did. why are you calling so early? what time is it?”
“it’s almost 8…time to get up for work, don’t you think?”
“no…it’s friday…my day to sleep in…i don’t have to go to work today.”
