July 19, 2011
Random thoughts which peppered my head today:
Being a wannabe Snoop Dogg, I once said to my dad: “word to your muther, yo.” To which he replied, “come to think of it, I do need to have a word to my mother.”
Today in the lift, I missed my floor due to pondering Ryan Reynolds’ undies.
I hate food courts. It’s like McDonalds made rampant love to a retirement home and we’re expected to raise the mongrel offspring as our own. I aint down with a place where sinking waistlines and rising undies are synonymous.
Meanwhile, if you’re gonna sit beside me, how about you don’t rub your foot up against me like a mutt stacking a rubber tree?
I think my neighbour is stalking me through the wall. He always watches the same movies, one day later. I hear you, Kaczynski.
My bus driver ranted like Nick Nolte the entire trip to work today. Props for holding down a job amidst the crazy, Grandpa; and crusty congrats on finding a literally captive audience (Tony fucking Robbins of the asylum circuit, yo).
Do you ever get sick of your face? It’s like having your furniture in the same formation for a decade. I just wanna say, let’s see how my nose looks there.
Coffee Guy has cut his hair in a tragedy of running-with-scissors proportions. He looks like Little Lord Fauntleroy (which, if you’re wondering, aint a turn-on).
I fear that aging might be like going from a Rembrandt to a Monet.
“I hate food courts. It’s like McDonalds made rampant love to a retirement home and we’re expected to raise the mongrel offspring as our own…”
Haha, can’t stop laughing. BTW, I think McD sucks and should be erased from the face of the earth
Wuccadoodies and word up, Wuccan.
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I would take the warm, fuzzy memory implied by Monet than the dark drab of Rembrandt if those were my only two options. Sadly, I fear many of us go from a full color Kodachrome in soft light to a gritty charcoal sketch. One only hopes you’re the old man with character lines instead of the bag of wrinkles we fear.
I wouldn’t mind becoming a cartoon character, can we get that deal on the table?
Witty and funny!