Monday, July 21, 2008
Muddling Through the Muggies
You know what's so great about life? One of the things that make it such a great ride, anyway. It's the unexpected things. The spontaneity. Synchronicity and/or serendipity. It doesn't matter who you are, how old you are, where you are, or anything else. You never know when you're going to come screeching around a bend and run smack-dab into something wonderful. Something you never expected but which you will embrace with the utmost delight might be just around that corner that you weren't at all anxious to round. You just never know. I think that as long as there's breath in our bodies, life can and will be an adventure. I hope so. My advice? Take those corners! With a little caution to be sure, but take them.
Who saw "The Dark Knight" over the weekend? Can we get some first-hand reviews, please? Which reminds me -- being born and raised in the South, I've often heard the word theater (or theatre) pronounced the-ate-er. And I often hear TV people pronounce it sounding like thee-ter. And why is it that the sound of the word the sounds different from the first three letters of theater? Do you ever wonder about things like that?
By the way, it also bugs me when I hear the word charisma pronounced so that it sounds like crisma.
I cleaned off some shelves yesterday and threw out some old purses. I found money in one of them. It was only $2.00, but found money is found money.
It was so darn hot yesterday that I guess the AC had to really labor above and beyond the call of duty. My circuit breakers went haywire three times. That wasn't fun. It's even hotter today. Lord, Lord.
There's a huge difference between dry heat and wet, humid heat. Dry heat is manageable. One can live in it. Humid heat, on the other hand, feels like somebody's thrown a heavy wet blanket on you and just trying to move around in it zaps your energy. It is, in a word, miserable. I think I drank 2 cokes and 3 or 4 bottles of water yesterday. The office feels pretty comfy today; outside is another story.
One more random thought (speaking of hot) on this very hot and muggy Monday: there's a difference between sexy and trashy. The discerning person knows what it is.
There's a hot lineup of TWISTED LINGUISTICS blasfomys today. Go get yourself a fan and then see what you can do with them.
desicrated the burial sight
you could use some basic grammer lessons