Monday, October 22, 2007

The Daily Crazy - October 16, 2007

*singing*
This is my life
It’s not what it was before.
All these feelings I’ve shared.
And these are my dreams.
That I’d never lived before.
Somebody shake me ‘cause I must be sleeping

Now that we’re here, it’s so far away.
All the struggle we thought was in vain.
All the mistakes, one life contained.
They all finally start to go away.
Now that we’re here, it’s so far away.
And I feel like I can face the day.

I can forgive, and I’m not ashamed.
To be the person that I am today.

These are my words.
That I’ve never said before.
I think I’m doing okay.
And this is the smile.
That I’ve never shown before.
Somebody shake me ‘cause I must be sleeping.

Now that we’re here, it’s so far away
All the struggle we thought was in vain.
All the mistakes, one life contained.
They all finally start to go away.
Now that we’re here, it’s so far away.
And I feel like I can face the day.

I can forgive, and I’m not ashamed.
To be the person that I am today.

I’m so afraid of waking.
Please don’t shake me.
Afraid of waking.
Please don’t shake me.
- Staind (So Far Away)


Sigh… Let’s start off the day with a serious song, but a good one. :) It’s going on my “new life” soundtrack.

And now for something completely different.

* breaking into song yet again…*
“It’s Peanut Butter Jelly time… Peanut Butter Jelly time… Peanut Butter Jelly, Peanut Butter Jelly, Peanut Butter Jelly with a baseball bat…”

ha ha ha ha ha ha! Get THAT outta your noggin’.

So… the peanut gallery has spoken. Apparently, I talk about bugs too much. Well. Hm. Know what I say to that? *sticking tongue out* pppttttttthhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!

Yipe. *dodging kick to shin…* Run away! Run away!!

Side note: It seems I am full of Monty Pyton quotes today. Next I will tell you that you must bring me a shrubbery.

I can’t HELP it. I have another short bug story. I’m in the car following Peanut Gallery Member #1 and… hm… something is tickling my hand… thought it was a strand of hair but no… IT WAS A SPIDER. Crawling on me. ON ME. Do you understand this? It TOUCHED me. I screech to the point where I hit an octave so high, dogs three neighborhoods away start to howl… and I brush / slap it off. Of course, I have no idea where it went. It’s now living in my car. I’m sure it’s stocking up on bugs so it can grow big enough to consume me. Great.

See? How do I NOT share this kind of stuff? Hm. I’m stuck on repeat… so does that make me a repeat offender? *Tee hee… clutching sides… laughing … so hard… can’t … breathe…* I find all this HILARIOUSLY funny. Hey. I make MYSELF laugh and that COUNTS. *GRIN* If I get you peeps to laugh it’s just a bonus.


To ponder…

Where in the nursery rhyme does it say humpty dumpty is an egg?


If quizzes are quizzical then what are tests?

How can you chop down a tree and then chop it up?

How can you hear yourself think?

If The Flintstones were B.C. and before America, why did they have Flintstones Thanksgiving and Flintstones Christmas?

Why did they name that underwear company fruit of the loom?

If Barbie is so popular, then why do you have to buy her friends?


Funny Stuff…

John was a clerk in a small drugstore but he was not much of a salesman. He could never find the item the customer wanted.


Bob, the owner, had about enough and warned John that the next sale he missed would be his last.

Just then a man came in coughing and he ask John for their best cough syrup. Try as he might John could not find the cough syrup. Remembering Bob's warning he sold the man a box of Ex-Lax and told him to take it all at once.

The customer did as John said and then walked outside and leaned against a lamp post.

Bob had seen the whole thing and came over to ask John what had transpired.

"He wanted something for his cough but I couldn't find the cough syrup. I substituted Ex-Lax and told him to take it all at once" John explained.

"Ex-Lax won't cure a cough!" Bob shouted angrily.

"Sure it will" John said, pointing at the man leaning on the lamp post.

"Just look at him. He's afraid to cough!"

More funny stuff…







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