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- Artichokes. Don't get me wrong, I adore artichokes, but you gotta admit, the first person to eat an artichoke was either starving or irrationally curious. For one thing, they have spikes. They may be called thorns, but they feel like spikes. How many things do you normally eat that have spikes (not that are spiked, like punch and watermelons and rum cake because I'm pretty sure, if you read this blog, that most of what you ingest is spiked. Am I right?)? OK, so you make it past the spikes, and the bazillion leaves, but then there's all that fuzzy shit that you get before the heart. That tells me that the first person was tenacious. And maybe starving. Or crazy. And definitely my hero.
- My WordPress followers: I switched my blog from WordPress to Blogger a couple of months ago. I didn't have an issue with WordPress but it was easier for my blog designer, the amazing Amanda Oaks, to work in Blogger, so I moved everything over. Or so I thought. I had over 400 followers on WP, and I now have three. Where did the other 397+ go? Should I have created maps so they could find me again? Did my move piss them off? I've left a candle burning in my window in honor of them and it will stay lit until they ALL come home. Or maybe it's some grand lesson in humility that the Universe thinks I need to learn. (Note to Universe: I'm humble enough, I promise. May I have my followers back.....pretty please?) If you run into any of my former followers, please bribe....I mean, send them home. Two words: finder's fee.
- Aliens: As I've mentioned, The (evil) Husband converted me into a Trekkie, so we watch Star Trek series-es (aren't words like this hard to pluralize? Is pluralize even a word??) in their various forms, starting at the beginning of a series and watch it all the way through. We are currently watching "Deep Space Nine." Needless to say, there are lots of aliens in the series. I'm pretty sure aliens exist; after all it would be pretty arrogant to think we were the only ones in the entire universe. My thoughts drift toward other aspects of alien beings too. Like, if you get a room full of Klingons together (not the best looking race in the universe), how do you know which ones are ugly and which ones are hot? This is important, people!
- Spirits: I love watching mediums like Theresa Caputo, John Edwards and Lisa Williams do their psychic-talking-to-dead-people thing. They say that our loved ones are always with us. Like yesterday, I was scanning some stuff into the computer and listening to Pandora. Some jazzy music was playing and I danced around the office a bit (yes, I was alone. Don't judge me.). Then I reminisced about dancing with my daddy (who passed on 4/27/11) and got the shivers. According to the mediums, that was probably Daddy.....stopping by. Which is fine. But what about those times when you're doing something you don't necessarily want your parents to see.....like that time you put on that black bustier and assorted paraphernalia and paired it with knee high silver boots so you could be all sexy for yo' man? Not me. I'm talking about you. Do you think anyone was......watching? Watching you, not me. Just to be clear.
What do you ponder at 4 a.m.?
Have you been there?
PS: Only TWO more days until I meet The Bloggess.....and Lauren (eeeeeeeee!!!). Bob the Water Cat has issued a 17 Comments (in the comment section) and it has been accepted. Stay tuned........
PPS: How do you like the Yo Momma widget? Is it time to change? Suggestions?
