You run into a lot of great people in this town….I just met this one guy, and we’ve become pretty good friends. But he’s a bit of a Klutz….
… he keeps falling into potholes…. the guy’s name is Phil.
We have a very nice neighbor (…her name is Maggie)… she’s about our age, and has a really cute little grandson. He swallowed some coins they had on display in their home the other day. Maggie phoned the hospital to see how he was doing. To which the nurse said… “No change yet.”
The cable guy was here today. Told us a very sweet story, as he worked…..”Two antennas met on a roof, fell in love and got married. The ceremony wasn’t much, but the reception was excellent.”
Driving a car downtown here is crazy! Especially with a huge monster of an SUV like mine. The other day, I could not pull out of my parking space, so I used my back up plan.
One of life’s great truths… especially in the South:
Seven days without grits…… makes one weak.
In the news….. Who ELSE is getting tired of hearing about this Royal Wedding Hoopla that’s coming about. William and Kate is it? (I’ve had enough already….) But here is an interesting tidbit about that country across the Pond…. England doesn’t have a kidney bank…… but it does have a Liverpool.
Finding my inspiration to write is sometimes very difficult for this thing. But I heard that others have had troubles coming up with stories to pen. Like this….. Charles Dickens was despondent in a Paris bar, telling the bartender “It is the worst of times, for I am without an idea for a new work. Let me partake of a vodka martini,” to which the bartender responded “Olive or twist?”
………… enough Corn for one night…. more than enough corn.