Do Anything But Write

I just read 10 ideas for eat-in kitchens, and our place already has an eat-in kitchen. I read a bunch of blogs. I inventoried our storage locker for cryin' out loud. There was a huge box (among many boxes) full of empty shoe boxes. What was that for? Old yearbooks, my mother's stamp collection (acquiring mold and mildew), wooden toys, omigod, why does stuff take over our lives? Tae Kwon Do (sp?) equipment. Three VERY HEAVY boxes of magazines to sell onE-Bay. Another box labeled E-Bay We should label the entire 10 X 10 space E-Bay. Loads of crap. Buy Now for 2Cents !!!

I am for Texas to win the basketball tournament. Why do these big guys all wear the weird girly-girl shorts that look like skirts? They look like refugees from the Christian Academy. And black socks! The basketball court is a sartorial disaster. And nobody actually dribbles the ball much anymore. When did these things happen? When did cheerleaders acquire bare midrifts? I am so out of it. Bah Humbug.

Did I promise a recipe for today? Well, suck it up and read on tomorrow. I don't feel like it. Did anyone say absinthe?

Grinchly,

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