Wednesday, March 9, 2016

Things I Think About


My kids watch a cartoon named Clarence and on it he asked what I thought was a great question.
The Clarence kids were watching television on the show and they were watching a scary movie about aliens. Clarence said, "I wonder if aliens watch shows about us?"

There was a time in my life that Oreos didn't matter. It was homemade chocolate chip cookies for me. Then one day I discovered Oreos and it's a different ballgame. Double Stuff. I'm in trouble, people.

If you look at the lights on white cars they sometimes look like the helmets of the Storm Troopers from Star Wars.

Big artists and big bands have a time when every song is huge and it's like they can do no wrong. Then one day it seems like the golden touch leaves, walks out the door. Everything they do after that is just...okay. Why is that?

It used to be a bunch of great movies to see and a lot of mediocre TV to watch. Now it's flipped and there are a bunch of bad movies and alot of great TV. Too much great TV actually.


Went to see our soccer team play and at the stadium a beer was eight dollars. Say that slowly.

Did you know they don't sell gum at the Orlando Airport? True. I guess they figure with the onslaught of kids visiting the attractions (Disney World, Universal, Sea World, Legoland, et al) the place would be awash in chewed gum. So they don't sell it.

McDonald's seemed like such a great idea when I was younger and now? Not so much.

How many times on Facebook have you been sucked in by the words, 'You won't believe what happened next'? But, I'll say this, Facebook is a great way to reconnect with someone you haven't seen in twenty, thirty, forty, years.

The first time I wore contacts I thought they were great. To look up at the rain and not have your glasses spot up. In winter, to go from the cold outside to the heated inside and not have lenses fog up. I thought that was so cool. But as I get older and contacts get to be more of a pain for me, glasses are back on the preferred list.

I live in a neighborhood where everyone waves at each other as they go by in their cars. I like that.

Here's a joke that one of my twelve year old twins, Miles, told me. A guy turns to a woman and says, "Can I have a cheeseburger?" The woman, mortified, says, "This is a library!" He whispers, "Can I have a cheeseburger?"

You gotta really love someone to pick up their poop.  I'm more than happy to do just that when I take my Lola on a walk.  That's love.

Those are also some things I think about.



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