I've used the word, "Mayhaps" at least 4 dozen times in the last three days. Is this wrong?
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
Does nobody listen to ELO anymore? I brought up their song "Telephone Line" last night in a conversation with friends and acquaintances. Nobody had a clue what I was talking about. Has my generation no appreciation for the mellow electronic pop of the late 70's?
Monday, December 10, 2007
I discovered, through careful, meticulous detective work, that the pillows belong to my old roommate. I of course suspected him initially, but he denied it. Finally, when confronted with evidence to the contrary. He recanted. He is currently repaying his debt to society. The pillows will enter the witness protection program.
Wednesday, December 5, 2007
Someone left a bag of pillows in my apartment. I don't know who they belong to, only that there are two pillows, each with a different pillowcase, in a blue nylon bag. Did they appear out of nowhere? Are they relics of a an alternate timeline which has bled into ours? Did a time traveler leap into our time only to leave his pillows, necessary for time travel, in my apartment? Who can say?
Tuesday, December 4, 2007
I realize that this may bring me some enemies, particularly among those of you who are Red Lobster fanboys (and fangirls), but I don't like seafood. I just don't. It's gross. So,you can imagine my dismay when I opened up my cabinet this day to find that instead of the delicious soup I thought I had purchased, I had inadvertently bought a can of clam chowder. My dismay was palpable. I don't know why anyone would want to palpate dismay, but it would have been possible in that moment. Stupid clams and their stupid chowder...