A couple of favorite overheard kid conversations:
Scene: San Diego Zoo. Peacock pen. Peacock in tree, squawking "help! help!"
8-year-old boy holding 6-year-old sister's hand:
Boy: You know why they say "help!" don't you?
Girl: No.
Boy: 'Cause peacocks know how to get up in the tree...but they don't know howta get back down!
Scene: Grocery Store. Hurried mother with 3-year-old boy lagging behind:
Mom: C'mon handsome.
Boy: (defiantly) I'm not handsome!
Mom: Of course you are!
Boy: No I'm not! ... I'm Calvin!
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Ok ... Now What?
So now I finally have a blog. A place to spout my opinion, purge my innermost thoughts, tell myself jokes, and make sense out of nonsense. And the world is watching! Ok, maybe not the whole world ... but they can if they want too!
Although I have been aware of the world of web logging for many years, I haven't felt the urge to join in until recently. Age is encroaching (5 yard penalty and loss of down!). Thoughts get jumbled and forgotten. And I spend today thinking, "What did I think about yesterday? I wish I could remember. I do recall that it was quite witty. But its gone now, dagnabbit!"
So, now I have a place to combobulate this discombobulatory jumbly mess. (a triple redundancy! woo hoo!). Welcome to COMBOBULATION STATION. It's located in CONJUNCTION JUNCTION, of course.
Although I have been aware of the world of web logging for many years, I haven't felt the urge to join in until recently. Age is encroaching (5 yard penalty and loss of down!). Thoughts get jumbled and forgotten. And I spend today thinking, "What did I think about yesterday? I wish I could remember. I do recall that it was quite witty. But its gone now, dagnabbit!"
So, now I have a place to combobulate this discombobulatory jumbly mess. (a triple redundancy! woo hoo!). Welcome to COMBOBULATION STATION. It's located in CONJUNCTION JUNCTION, of course.
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