Deep breaths. Okay? Okay.
Target has Christmas stuff out on the shelves.
I didn’t buy any – let me make that clear. To snub my nose at the Christmas stuff I spent a few bucks on Halloween stuff. That’ll show ’em.
*sigh*
[Geez, this post title is actually like the implied title of every blog on the planet, isn’t it? But still, we’ll go with it for this one post.]
I think this could work. If we could just convince the sun and the earth’s rotation to cooperate.
I am considering making a new Christmas holiday page for the site with all sorts of Chri holiday gifts. But not good gifts. gifts that make you sit back and say “really, did more than one person buy one of these, or did the manufacturer go out in flames because of the losses incurred by the product.
You know, the kind of stuff only the creator’s mother would buy.
Here’s a sample – an iPod case. What do you think?
As astute readers have pointed out, I seem to have a very close and chatty relationship with God. They are right. God and I talk all the time. I was thinking I should document more of our conversations, but someone already wrote a book called Conversations with God. (By the way, I have that first one I just linked to – and I actually really liked the book.) But that book isn’t about MY conversations with God, which involve things like fire drills.
Okay, I went and entered “God” in the little Google search thingy I have over there on the right, and I saw that word a lot. I apologize. I’ll try to be better. On the other hand, I didn’t find what I was looking for, which is why the previous paragraph just ends with “fire drills.” What I did find, though, is this fantastic little paragraph I wrote back in Nov 2003. It made me giggle so I’m going to share it with you. God told me you’d like it. (See how I did that?)
“Wow, I was going to just post a link, but there’s a commercial on right now
to try to convince people that they can make money raising alpacas. I had no
idea it was that lucrative. Go to ilovealpacas.com for more info. (I’m not
building the link, because I don’t want them to know I’m talking about them.
Those alpacas are mean and they spit, you know? I don’t need that.)”
Isn’t that fantastic? Okay, now that I’ve entertained you, we can both carry on with our days.
Did you ever have an email conversation with someone that upon re-read just makes you giggle out loud? Allow me to share, then.
Jody:
As a reward, we had a fire drill! Woo hoo!
Mr. Dump:
WOO HOO!!!
Jody:
Apparently we all got out of the building in 6 minutes.
What I like about the fire drills here is that they announce them about 45 seconds before they happen – it’s the only time I have ever heard them use the speaker system. Some of us didn’t even know it existed until the first time they did that.
“God says he’s going to test the fire alarm system in conjunction with the Marlboro fire department!”
Mr. Dump:
Wow. So, what’s He like?
Jody:
He’s very interested in getting us out of the building quickly.
Mr. Dump:
He’s like that.