I had a dream a couple of weeks ago that Steve Martin wouldn't have sex with me because I wasted my intelligence and if I were to ever go to China, I'd "probably go to some concert and never step foot into a museum." All to the Carole King "Tapestry" album. "Smackwater Jack" to be specific. This dream, however, elicited the biggest laugh I've seen from Joe in the morning. Joe woke me up and I sat up in bed and siad, "Well Fuck YOU Steve Martin!"
Dreams are crazy.
Oy. The gray weather we're having is getting me down big time. Flurries w/out real accumulation is a tad preferable to rain at these temperatures, but the gray is bringing on a massive funk.
Joe woke me up and I sat up in bed and siad, "Well Fuck YOU Steve Martin!"
That's awesome.
I almost never have fun dreams that I remember. When I remember a dream, it's much more likely to be, "My work wasn't done and I was getting in trouble," which is just not that much fun, even if my boss was played by someone random in the dream.
Speaking of work, I just don't feel like doing any! Ah well.
Also, I've been watching way too much L&O:CI. I'm starting to have dreams about Goren. And not young hot Goren -- graying and spreading Goren. Mmm, middle-aged detective spread...
middle-aged detective spread...
Excellent on cracked prosecutor.
Aw, Frank! Here, to cheer you up, the funniest thing I've seen on the internet for ages: How To Recognize a Bad Idea
I picked this one more or less at random, but I've been clicking through various strips and crying with laughter all morning.
Oh, Courtney B. Vance. So stern. So prosecutorial and insistent on material evidence.
Prosecutorial isn't a word? Say it ain't so!
23 5 year olds. Because if it comes to being swarmed by tiny opponents, I quickly lose any moral center I may have.
Me too! Although, I'd be completely overwhelmed if they figured out how ticklish I am.
The thing about that quiz, and any quiz that has a body type question, is that I never feel like my body type is represented. Chubby, yes, but also kind of athletic. Chubletic should totally be a category!
I hung out with (allegedly) the Youngest Sword Swallower in the US last night! I love sword swallowing! Not that it's something I'd ever want to try myself. Or lightbulb eating or any of those things.
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I always want to pick the choice
between
"average" and "overweight," but it doesn't usually exist. Ah well.
Prosecutorial isn't a word?
I'm charging you with prosecutorial misconduct!!!
I seem to think that I am a gospel chior today and will not stop singing "Life every voice and sing". I was just walking down the hall doing the hand claps on the held notes.