What kind of sick person would put a gravestone store next to the senior citizen housing my grandmother lives in? (Completely true)
Apparently 5 years of bagged lunch residue has the same chemical makeup as explosives. The TSA has made a tradition of apprehending it at every available opportunity. They grab it and swab it with those little cloths, then frown at the results. Then they eventually give it back, and I show my displeasure by sighing audibly at them.
Michael Caine's portrayal of Scrooge in "A Muppets Christmas Carol" should have won an academy award.
You know how that not-entirely-logical fear-gas-water stuff in Batman Begins had to be vaporized to be effective? I feel bad for the people of Gotham who picked that night to have a hot shower, and as a result, developed an intense and inexplicable fear of shampoo.
This is just a filler piece. I think I'll write a real blog post soon.
Possibly on Muppets, or that disorder where you can see sound.
Possibly on Muppets, or that disorder where you can see sound.
1 comment:
Synesthesia? It's crazy stuff. I think a couple of the great classical composers had it.
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