Friday, March 03, 2017

Pain killers ought to go to jail

Bargaining with a tooth brush sales person to buy the aglets from her laces is the kind of thing Doug might do on a Tuesday night when there is no precipitation and the sun has not yet set.

All left turns do not lead to Rome.

When I was growing up there was no such thing as a Polar Vortex, there were simply cold spells.

I do not know what the impact is of there being more days in March then there are in February. You'd think that this would make March the longer month, of the two of them. In some ways, however, certainly more so in the past than now, I've often found that February was longer in ways other than purely numerical comparison.

Why he rolled up his sleeves at that event, I would never guess the reason. I, personally, did not find it appealing.

The balloons brought out the cuteness quotient. Who knew? I didn't then, but I do now.

The crack in the pavement got exacerbated by the weather. Yes, indeed.

Book group tonight, we are to have read 'Mind Tryst' by Robyn Carr. I read it, it was pretty good. I do not know what kind of conversation it will generate, however.

1 comment:

ghost said...

it's murder, i tell you.