Weekly random thoughts. Since I’m self-employed it’s my version of water cooler talk: no one to talk to so it goes out to cyberspace.
I believe that cucumbers acted alone in the decision to become pickles, the vinegar wanted nothing to do with it.
Saturday Night Live aired its 40th Anniversary Special Sunday night, which I didn’t get to see until Monday.* Before I did, I saw a myriad of criticisms about the show and its lacking. I still liked the show, the haters didn’t ruin it for me. Why did they not just have fun?
“Hey Dan you seem rather, I don’t know, melancholy.”
“Oh it’s just Valentine’s Day.”
“Just the first time—”
“I understand, we can’t help feeling loss.”
“-the love of my life.”
“I’m so sorry.”
“Sixty inches of pure beauty.”
“That’s her height?”
“Her? I’m talking about my flat screen.”