Random Thoughts on a Sunday Morning
12:39 Someone recently stole my identity. Now he is trying to give it back. I will tell him to forget it. Now he can deal with all of those bill collectors.
12:48 My vacuum cleaner works great on cat doodoo. There is even a setting for Large, Small, and Medium Pile.
1:15 A hip-hop concert is like a box of chocolates. They each cost about $25, and are both full of rappers.
1:26 I wonder what you would call it if a person intentionally lost a diving competition? You couldn’t say they “took a dive.” They must call it something else. Perhaps they call it “Taking a Boxing Match.”
1:35 Someone asked my if I had any family outside of my brothers and sisters. I told them I do have some distant cousins. They asked me how distant they were, I said about 3,000 miles. I visited them once, but unfortunately they threw me out of the house on two different occasions. So now I am their first cousin twice removed.
2:00 One of my cats is getting so big that I am afraid he will one day explode. I wanted to put a picture of him online, but he wouldn’t sign a release. I can see it now, someone is going to walk into Pawn Stars with a picture of himself standing in front of my cat before he exploded. He will be trying to sell a plate or a fork that was supposedly being used on him during his last voyage, before he exploded. I’m one to talk. The only exercise I get is typing.
2:23 I recently saw the final Harry Potter film. I must admit, it was rather well done. But much noisier than the book.
2:49 I wonder what you would call it when two fishermen help each other out? Squid Pro Quo? I wonder how mobsters intimidate fishermen. Maybe they put seahorse heads in their beds?
2:56 That is all, thank you and good night.