People need to be more like Volkswagens. We need interchangable parts. Like a Barbie Doll, sorta. So I could go to the parts store, order up a new arm for the one that is giving me fits, and just pop off the old one and pop on the new, Voila! no more achey arm!
Dad sent me more of his "conservative" propaganda by mail. An entire 4-page tirade against Senator Obama. Gee, Dad, I'm sorry, but it seems to me that calling your wife a Cunt in public - as Senator McCain did - certainly is more Anti-Family than supporting the right of same-sex couples to adopt children.
So - my S-I-L has developed a sideline - he's putting his photos on to postcards, then selling them thru the local merchants. Excellent idea. B takes great photos, he's exceptionally talented. I totally love the one that Amanda sent me. I'm really glad she found herself such a great guy and that they're happy.
So I have this stench stuck in my nose. You know how sometimes you hear a song and it gets stuck in your head and you can't stop it? Well, this morning, it being trash day and all, I decided to check the fridge for science experiments and found one. I tossed it out, rinsed and poured bleach into the container, and immediately took the trash out. Too late. Whatever that was, it is coming back to haunt me periodically today. Euchhhhhh. Mental note: Check for science experiments more often!
Sometimes I have trouble thinking of post titles. Today would be one.