We’re Just “Sun Dialing” It In Today

“Clock watching” takes on new connotations when you’re watching the time so you know when you need to go outside and place another rock for a school project to mark the movement of shadows.

On A Lighter Note

The topic of “How do I get over my crush?” came up recently, and I surprised even myself with my immediate answer:

“Get to know them.”

Which Is Even More Depressing

Last Friday I said the most depressing thing I’d read that week was how school shootings in January are now being reported as being “the first of this year.”

I was promptly corrected that it was, in fact, the eleventh, which perplexed me for a moment until some quick research confirmed that it was indeed the eleventh firearm-on-a-campus incident to date, which, while alarming, most things on that list aren’t the sort of things I meant by the term “school shooting” (i.e., a gun is purposely discharged at a child/children at a school for children).

I’m not trying to split hairs here, that’s still a lot of guns going off for no good reason, and under other circumstances I might have something to say about that, but my research also informed me that the incident I was originally talking about was, in fact, the third school shooting of the year (by my personal tally), and “merely” the first fatal school shooting of the year.

That Tells Me They Have Now OFFICIALLY Become Commonplace

The most depressing thing I read this week wasn’t about the school shooting, per se, but how it was reported as being “the first of this year.”

Or Mean Ones

Silence is better than unmeaning words.

– Pythagoras

Sometimes You’ll Drop The Ball A LOT!

The first rule of jugging is that you will drop the ball sometimes.  If you let this upset you, you will never be a juggler.

And Some People Use This To Their Advantage

Today’s fact of life:

The more you talk about a topic, the less people pay attention.

Either That Or They Take It With Them

While I can understand perfectly why L’s Mother and Lala enjoy browsing thrift stores for clothes, it’s not a joy I can share in.  I enjoy a good bargain as much as the next person, but judging by the selection in men’s clothing that I’ve seen, guys my size just don’t die.

And I Thought To Myself, “Nah . . . Too Easy!”

Last night I was checking the WordPress site on my phone, and the link for ‘report ad’ was visible before the banner ad loaded, prompting me to ask myself “I wonder what kind of ad I’d feel the need to report on WordPress?”.

Then the ad loaded:

“Backend developers needed!”

A Cold Retort

What follows is an actual text exchange between me and my mom:

Mom:  “Bet you wish you, too, could be somewhere it’s 16 degrees that feels like 5.”

Me:  “It would interfere with my tea on the porch.”

Mom:  “Ouch.”

Me:  “I’m too sick to play softball today.”