Once, one of my roommates was dating this guy, and everyone always asked me how things were going with them. I'm not sure why. They didn't exactly invite me on their dates, which is fortunate, because that would have been awkward, to say the least. Anyway, we came up with a terrific way to handle to situation. Anytime someone asked me, I would respond, "I can't say. It would be a breach of contract."
Lately, though, my problem has been the opposite. It seems like I am being bombarded with gossip and information I'd rather not know. So, I need a reverse contract. Maybe I should try, "If you tell me, I'll have to kill you." Although that is a bit overkill (ha, ha, the pun wasn't originally intended, but I couldn't resist). I think I'll stick with the breach of contract.
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Thursday, January 13, 2011
A Dog's Life
I was thinking of my brother's dog today. I used to take her for walks, and I would let her off the leash so she could run and sniff and enjoy the outdoors. I wasn't supposed to, according to the city ordinances (I know, engaging in a life of law breaking for a dog! That's true puppy love) but I couldn't help it. As Radar O'Reilly would say, "Dogs are people too." It was a very simple way to make her incredibly happy. And she was much better behaved when she had freedom to roam than when she was tied to a leash. I loved to watch her chasing things. She'd sniff out mice, and she would bounce around in the weeds trying to catch them. (She did, a couple of times). She also liked to take a swim in the river. She wasn't supposed to--the water was absolutely filthy, and she always had to have a bath when she did--but even when she did, I couldn't be too angry because you could tell she had enjoyed it so much. And on those walks, I couldn't help thinking about how such simple things could make someone so happy. To the happy, simple life of a dog!
Monday, January 3, 2011
Writer's Block
There is a certain irony in the fact that before I actually started a blog, I always had ideas for things to blog about. Now I have a blog, and I am drawing a blank. Go figure.
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