Who Even Knew I Had Brain Cells?
Disney is shooting part of a film on my street today. The working title is G-Force. They are filming a chase scene. That means that my house could become famous. Maybe it will win an Oscar (“Best Single Family Dwelling in a Supporting Role”). I did have to park one street over last night, though, to be sure I could get to work in the morning.
I haven’t had a good cake donut with white frosting and rainbow sprinkles in a long time.
Poor Mrs. Lefty had to go to the emergency room Sunday night. She has severe abdominal pain occasionally, and we usually get to the ER three or four times a year because the pain gets so bad.
Did you know that I make the best buttermilk pancakes ever?
If you plan to drive on a public road, remember to pay attention to the lights. When it is green, that means “go”! And yes, I’m talking to you, driver of the black Audi who would rather talk on her damn cell phone than actually drive her car.
I have a meeting tonight, so I can’t play basketball. Sometimes this damn job of mine really messes up my life.
I have begun to address the question of offense vs. pitching/defense again. Rather than simply spouting off my own beliefs without solid evidence, I have started compiling some statistical data. That’s one more reason to love baseball--statistics. Mmm. Delicious.
That being said, I hate baseball today even more than I did yesterday.