Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Answer me this...

Did you or did you not think that my life ended with my grandfather's death? My blogging history might imply this was the case. (Truth: No. My life continues.)

Is it really necessary that golf be a silent sport? Somehow I feel that if I have to curb my inner animalistic instincts to cheer and exhibit emotion it's not a sport. Maybe a discipline. Despite the oddity in mannerism, I find myself attracted.

Would you believe it's possible to hemorrhage a vocal fold WITH a surfboard? And sound like a man for a healthy two weeks? (TRUTH!!!)

On an even more unlikely note, could you even begin to fathom lip allergies? I do. But I'll spare you the details.

Why is water so fascinating? Fountains, rain, the ocean. My current obsession is the water wall at our downtown Wells Fargo building. I could happily watch it for hours. Or at least an hour.

WHY are there salads at the Cheesecake Factory titled "Weight Management Salads"? And who in their right mind is going to order one?! I feel like it's an insult to the subconscious mind, that a healthy eating alternative must only be associated with weight management. And because I'm insulted, I would never order one. And I get cheesecake too. Just to stick it to 'em.

Upon meeting me, do you or do you not envision me dancing on a stage for thousands of people? In a nightgown? As appropriate or inappropriate as that may sound, it is a current activity in my life. Don't judge. Bless you Tchaikovsky and your little show Queen of Spades.

Just ponder those little tidbits. You can get back to me when you begin drawing profound conclusions.
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