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.
No one really talks about the wear and tear the Adam’s Apple goes through in the lifetime of the average male white-collar worker.
I never quite understood the joke, “chili today, hot tamale”—they’re both warm and spicy.
I wonder if the tuna ever jumped out as the can was spinning around the electric opener?
I was chastised for my inability to play leap-frog in kindergarten; I hadn’t known that my practice should have reached beyond actual frogs.
If not for a spelling error made at an early age I might have more friends, but there was no group on the pier.