Random Thoughts

Random thoughts for something something phone it in…

/brt

Peter Piper picked a pack of pickled peppers.

BUT WHY?

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I do this thing where my toes twitch.  Most of the time, I am not aware of it until someone else points out that I’m doing it.

My mom tells me that my dad also had this ‘nervous habit’.  Huh.

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Right now, Shadow the cat is asleep on the armrest of the couch – his toes are twitching…

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“…my god, Bones.  What have I done?”

“What you had to do, what you always do, turned death into a fighting chance to live.”

“You always say the right things.”

“I know, right?  It’s like my every word is scripted.”

“Holy shit, that would be… weird.  I mean… imagine having your…every….word….scripted!”

“Um, Keptin.  The Klingons?”

“Shut up, Chekov.  We’re talking here.”

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Little Miss Muffet, sat on a tuffet, eating her curds and whey.

Why does that sound so dirty?

And what the hell is a ‘tuffet’?  Is that the dirty part?

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So, Robert Jordan wrote a 30,000 word prologue for Lord of Chaos.  Huh.  How did I not remember this?

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Sarah Cynthia Sylvia Stout, would not take the garbage out…

I think we’re related.  I should look that up on Ancestry.com or something.  Do they have records for characters from poems?

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If I had a hammer, I’d hammer in the morning, I’d hammer in the evening, just to annoy my neighbors who are out in their garage working on freaking cars all day and night…

Okay, that one kinda got away from me.

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Television: An evening with Yanni!  At Red Rocks…

Me: No. No, no, no, no, no.  No.  No.  Shut up.  No.  No.  No.  No.  NO, no, NO, NO, NO!  NO!  NO!  OH GOD, NO!  OH GOD, PLEASE, NO!  NO NO NO!  *rocking back and forth* NO! NO! NO! NO! NO!

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When Life gives you lemons, I suggest you put those suckers in the freezer until they’re good and hard, then use a potato canon to shoot them right back at Life…

/ert

~P