Well, fire's not THAT bad, but the tree IS pretty: Random Tuesday Thoughts
Tuesday, June 23, 2009 at 3:28AM 
Hey! It's Tuesday! Know what that means? It means you should be here, at the Un Mom, the blog that pops up when you google shit like "I am just going to type in something random and hope something turns up".
For reals.
Although, that isn't really THAT random. Really random would be "do ninjas like cake?" which also, apparently, gets you to my blog.
My mother is so proud.
Also, I have no idea if ninjas like cake. I mean, I have it on good authority that the Febreze Ninja LOVES cake, unless it's black forest cake, in which case, only in a pinch. Like, if there is no other cake to be found, she'll eat it, but otherwise, bleh. But I have no clue if real ninjas like cake.
ANYWAY, I'm not calling this Random Creepday Thoughts anymore, because apparently when I did that last Tuesday I broke the internet and Blogger somehow forgot how to send my post feed to ya'll. So many people missed out on my story of how I didn't actually beat anybody up. So it's just back to Random Tuesday Thoughts. If you know how to play - great! What are you waiting for? If you don't, here's how it works: You grab the fugly purple button. You write a post of a mish-mash of incongruent thoughts. You link up with Mr. Linky!
Got it? Good. Now go do that, because I have nothing further for you this week.
Seriously, I don't know what I'm going to write about this week. I've been battling some weird sinus infection/cold/allergies thing that is as yet unidentified but is kicking my ass. It's also rendering my thought process to it's most basic. You know, along the lines of "Fire bad. Tree pretty. Jerry Springer!". Which, other than the afore-mentioned post feed problem, is why I haven't posted since Friday. When the blogging hour arrives, it's all I can do to summon the mental energy to play Bejeweled.
Fire bad. Tree pretty.
I have, however, been having some alarmingly deep thoughts regarding things like body image. They're not funny, so you don't care.
(And if I posted it here I'd be robbing myself of a HASAY post next week)
Ever noticed that the people available to 'chat' on Facebook are always the people you can't be bothered to talk to? Why do you have them as friends, anyway?
Also, are they thinking the same thing about you?
Drinking a mojito in the basement on a grey day is not the same as having one on the deck on a warm sunny day. They don't actually taste that good, to be honest. But I'm out of wine.
I've been window shopping for baby stuff for my friend Fashionista's impending bundle of joy. So far I have come up with this sweet ride
or this Klingon Cradle.
Whaddya think? Best friend ever, right?
Yeah, all right, that's all I got. I seem to recall threatening to take a day off in June, it probably should have been today.
But I'm such a workaholic.
So, share your own, hopefully more poignant, thoughts! Grab the button and link up!
Reader Comments (72)
omg, that cradle! There's a 100% chance of being impaled. I also have the urge to reach into that ear on that monstrous baby car and see what's what.
I want that sweet ride for myself!
Lovin the Klingon cradle! Hope you are feeling better!
Oh these rides scared the crack out of me! Yeah you should run for the best friend ever award for sure:P I'm scared for your friends tough:))jk of course!
Happy Tuesday!
Holy cow - that is some cradle.
Why is bejeweled so addictive anyway. It's a stupid game, but I keep playing it.
I am loving that sweet monster head walker ride on toy THING. I want me one of them.
(And yes I did just cringe over that sentence but it sounds way better that way.)
That ride's a lot more attractive than one of those SmartCars.
Sorry to hear your feeling under the weather. Maybe blogger brain freeze is contagious because I've got a bad case of it myself.
Pick the monster ride. It rocks!
I love that cradle! Do they make that in Queen?
Boy, that's a toughy. Buy the nicest cradle on the block or send my kids to college....
Hope whatever it is that is kicking your ass well...stops doing that. :)
Ohhhh! I think I might have to get that scary monster eyeball ride thingy for my best friend for her baby...too bad she already has a crib... ;) You're right, that would make you the BEST friend evah! Right? Right???! ;)
My favorite thought of yours today: Fire bad. Tree pretty. LOL!!!
I would so get cut many times from that crib - I'm too accident prone. Interesting baby car though.
Where can I get that car at??
::giggle::
I have a friend who would LOVE that Klingon cradle!
I would hate to trip on that Klingon cradle in the middle of the night. Serious flesh wound! That stupid bejeweled game on FB has me hooked. It's like crack. Not that I know, just saying.
I tried to order black forest cake to share with my hubby, but he refused. He does NOT want his chocolate cake diluted with FRUIT. I, on the other hand, love black forest cake.
We survived.
It was a helluva battle.
No. High school.
Hope you're feeling better! My granddaughter would get a hoot out of that car, and I'm happy to hear it's RTTs! Mines up!
Personally, I'd go with the Klingon crib, but thats just me. That thing rocks!
Oh, my - the Klingon cradle! Too bad the crazy woman across the street's son is too old for it. They wouldn't happen to have a bicycle with a spear for a seat, just perfect for a 10-year-old, would they?
I for one like the freaky ass kid car but you can also get the kid some STD stuffed animals (http://www.giantmicrobes.com/us/products/pox.html) if you really want to be a good friend. A kid's gotta learn at some point.
I hate Facebook, I hate Facebook chatting and I hate you. Ok, I don't hate you and I'd totally chat with you on Facebook or AIM or any other chat medium. I'm sorry. Jamie just spilled an entire cup of coffee on my laptop and it's too soon to power it on to see if he's gonna make it. He being Jamie since he's dead meat if my laptop is fried.
I'm not even a Jedi and I think the Klingon cradle rocks. Wait... um... that made sense, right?
WTF is up w/ that creepy ass car?
I actually know some people that would be digging that cradle. My sister, for one. I'll have to show her.
ugh I hate being sick and not forming coherent thoughts. sucks ass.
good luck with the baby shopping.