Two dummies who baaa like sheep
This past Friday, Jason and I went to the Canadian National Exhibition. We ate, drank and rode silly rides. Alone, this is not a strange occurrence. We are big children who like to have fun. While we were there, a camera crew came up to us and asked us what sound a sheep makes. We were hanging out with the sheep and I guess we looked pretty enthused about this fact. Cut to this morning. A...
Jason was in a bike accident. He’s okay. Just bruised and cut. He flipped head over heels off his bike while trying to avoid a family crossing the street against the light. They cut him off. His first thought was if *they*were okay. Even though they were in the wrong and he was flying through the air. If you know us, you know how his dad was killed. Jesus. Mary. And Joseph.
Feelings are Stupid
Human beings annoy me. With their “feelings” about “stuff”. I like robots and cats. I get them. They’re my people. But they’re not actually people. Maybe I’m an alien. That would totally make sense. Like a Vulcan. A sexy, sexy Vulcan.
While my husband is away (throwing around a silly Frisbee in our nation’s capital. SNORE) I watch stupid “horror” movies. And I use the word horror loosely. Yesterday, I watched Season of the Witch. It stars Nicolas Cage (and the guy who plays Hellboy) and it was truly horrible. I give it 1/2 out of 10. If it wasn’t for the fact that I was drinking wine in my underwear at the time, I would have...