Rush Hour Blues.

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December 23, 2009 by sandwichcontrol

The weather today, here in Arkansas, is insane. It is almost 17°C right now. That’s like fifty something in Fahrenheit. Don’t worry. The state has realized its mistake and currently undergoing measures to correct it back to an appropriate Winter temperature. The state has decided to use thunderstorms and torrential rain to accomplish this. Not that balmy weather is normal and/0r unusual for Arkansas this time of the year, but thunder and lightning are pretty rare in December. Awesome.

Hey, but don’t rule out having a White Grismas. There’s a big chance of snow tomorrow. I don’t think it will stick, though.

Yesterday, Teacher Sis, Bubba Fett, and I had lunch at… well, let’s just say we had lunch, and I was so mesmerized by our Chef’s knife skills that I totally forgot to take pictures of my food and shoot any video of the Chef or of us eating. I got nothin’. This just means that I have to go back and eat there again. Sometimes you have to suck it up and do things like eat at delicious restaurants multiple times. It’s okay. I can handle it. I’m a professional.

That’s so weird. I’m a professional. Technically I am. And that is weird. I don’t have any idea what I’m doing. Ah, to be the Rookie again.

Ah, that makes me think of a song lyric. And then of a song. Sometimes stream of consciousness is pretty cool. Obviously it is or else you wouldn’t be reading this right now. It is kind of my modus operandi.

“That’s Latin darlin’. Evidently Mr. Ringo is an educated man. Now I really hate him.”

Okay, then. Let’s see what else is going on the world of me. I am taking tomorrow off in order to gird my loins for the opening of hundreds of presnents tomorrow night. I am also taking the day off in order to prepare some sweet goodies for the holiday festivities. I won’t spoil the surprise just yet, but know this: they are so delicious that if you eat more than one, you may not be able to stomach the vileness of all other food ever again. Just a little caveat. Ooh, more Latin.

I am so ready to be done with Grismas. Keeping all of these secrets is wearing me down. Having constantly to be on guard against spilling the beans is exhausting. After Friday, I can go back to my normal self of blabbing about everything I hear. Man, will that be nice (for me) or what?

Speaking of not working, that is exactly what I am doing right now. And I need to cease and desist at once. Today is a glaze making day I think. You would think that I couldn’t possibly get more filthy than when I lay tile or hang insulation. But, I can. Oh, yes. I can and more than likely will. Well, let’s get dirty. More soon. ~SC


1 comment »

  1. TeacherSis says:

    I am ready for grismas to be over too…i am tired of “almost” telling you what I got you for a prensent…

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