Wednesday, February 28, 2007

Why?

Why does my "French Vanilla" cappuccino taste like cinnamon?

Why can oranges sit for weeks in bags on a heap in the middle of the produce dept. in the market, but as soon as I bring them home, 2 days on the countertop and they look all bruised and sad?

Why does every community around mine have mass transit - EXCEPT mine?

Why is it that every time I get within a stone's throw of having enough money to fix my air conditioning, something goes wrong and I have to use the funds for car repairs or health issues?

Why do I feel like my last name should be "Murphy"?

711 days

5 comments:

BBC said...

Do they really sit in a store for weeks? I don't think they do around here.

This smaller town has had pretty good mass transit for years, goes all over around here.

And para transit, Helen uses it a lot, they come right to the door and pick her up and bring her back, for only 75 cents.

And she loves to just ride around so she may be in one of the little buses for a couple of hours while they wander around picking up and dropping off others.

It doesn't take much to entertain Helen.

Peacechick Mary said...

Whenever I get a little money saved up, I keep it a deep dark secret so that appliances and cars don't know it's ok to break down. They always somehow seem to guess.

BBC said...

When most of my things break I fix them myself. I'm glad I have all those skills, they save me tons of money.

Like the water pump going out on my pickup. About three hundred to have it fixed at a shop. But eighty at my place.

The Future Was Yesterday said...

It's called the law of "Awww Shit!?"

John Good said...

"Why, oh why, Delilah"!

Sorry for sticking that tune in your head all day tomorrow. . . ;)