I need to write something down. I'm feeling stifled in the analytical world I live in everyday from 8-5.
'Who's On First'
I've Thought about telling everyone about the Abbot/Costello/Dustin Hoffman look alike from the ball fields on Sunday that appeared to be doing 'Who is on First' to himself. He was actually on the phone doing a running commentary on the game to another person on the phone... but you couldn't tell really because his hood was up...hiding his blue tooth. He looked like Dustin Hoffman and sounded like him too....
Or I could write about how Oma has a new boy toy..*cough* I mean boyfriend. She has been dating Mr. Retired Policeman for a couple months now...and I have yet to meet him. I feel like its only a given that I put him through an intense interrogation...including a lie detector test. I'm sure he can take it...but I'm pretty sure she is embarrassed of me...and my sister too! And my sister is the sweet one....MRP was coming over for dinner last night and I mentioned I should come over and eat cuz I like eating mostly and she said "No..you are not Rosa Lynn"...I always knows she is serious when she breaks out the middle name.
I could also write about how Trudy sits at the kitchen table and talks to me
I could write about how Stella had surgery today...total knee replacement. She was doing pretty well when I checked on her after work
|see...adorable...wrapped up in one furry package|
Maybe I could write about Arnold and his "Very Bad Behavior".
Or...I bet everyone would love to hear about the dirt pushers elbow injury. This is an 'injury' that he got while playing volleyball with the girls. I can not see anything wrong with his damn elbow. He says if he holds it out straight and pushes on it...it hurts reallllly bad...