I'm Singinggggggggg to Youuuuuuu

I went to the MGMT concert the other night with a friend and we met a stranger who we'll call ReallyDrunkGirl. After ReallyDrunkGirl violated my bubble with her arm around me, announced we were having the worst conversation she'd ever had, yelled I was freaking out, and continued to violate my bubble...she sang to me.

"I'm singinggggggggggggg to youuuuuuuuuuuuuu so you thiiiiiiiiiiiink I am nooooooooooooormal."

Well, you convinced me.

Normal.

Life is Short. Play Naked.

Notebook Blurb #4

At our senior class trip to the Bahamas/Atlantis meeting...quote is in regard to the Bahamas...

"It's a country?...I thought it was an island..."

The Sun Will Come Out Tomorrow

When I was little...let's just say I wasn't the most well-bahaved child. So in response to my acting up, occassionally mother would threaten that she was going to send me to the orphanage. She'd proceed to pick up the phone and call call the orphanage to pick me up...

Well the other night at dinner I found out that she never really called the orphanage...instead she was calling my friend's mother!***

I also found out that while she was pretending to call the orphanage, I'd run around the house on the verge of tears, yelling "But I don't wanna be Annie! Noooooo!" Apparantly I feared turning into Annie and living the life she lived when she was stuck in the orphanage.

Then the next day, when I safely avoided being taken away to the orphanage (which I thought was magical...turns out it wasn't even a threat)....I'd run around the house singing "The sun will come out tomorrow....bet ya bottom dolla that tomorrow....there'll be sun!"

***Do not judge that it took me over 15 years before learning that I was never on the verge of being sent to the orphanage.

Kristin Dueberjohnson? I hope this is you.

I received this e-mail from a stranger today:

Kristin Dueberjohnson? I hope this is you. Kerrie was reading your e-mail about wanting to see pictures of our new dog, and I said I'd send them to you, but I didn't have your e-mail address. So I glanced and tried to remember your e-mail address. Of course, it never occured to us to simply forward the e-mail from Kerrie's account to yours. Derf. If this isn't you, then to whomever you are, these are pictures of our new dog. Isn't she cute?

Below that was a long list of email addresses and the e-mail they forwarded to "Kristin Dueberjohnson":

This is our new dog, Nelly. She was named in a moment of inspiration when we declared that no dog named "Muffy" or "Gigi" was ever gonna step foot in our house, but "Tupac" , "Snoop Dog", and "Biggie" weren't quite appropriate for a dog that wasn't going to get much bigger than the 5 pounds she is now. "Nelly", we decided, was actually a nice name for a small female dog. Kerrie wanted to name the dog "Cujo", and believe it or not, I was actually the one to say, um, no. Nelly is a 5-month old papillon-pomaranian mix. She has a very nice disposition, rarely barks, and mostly wants to lie down next to you, which is the polar opposite of most dogs her size. She has also been learning that the bed is too high for her to jump on, despite her best efforts at a running leap, and this occassionally results in her bouncing off the side of it like a tennis ball. She is, however, fluent in poop. We're working on that.

1 of 10 photos sent by stranger:

Strangers have a cute puppy. I wonder who my new friends are...

Poop Catcher

I was driving down the road yesterday and saw a lady standing behind her dog catching the dogs poop. Yes, plastic bag to the dogs bum to ensure no poop hit the ground.

Then the dog glimpsed back and "gracefully" (as graceful as one can be, moving while pooping) maneuvered forward....only to be pleasantly graced with the lady shuffling right behind, following the dog...plastic bag still to the dog's bum.

Looked like the below photo...but with a dog, closer to the ground, and in suburbia.

Midnight Snack aka Breakfast

As I was eating an enormous bowl of Rice Krispies last night around midnight....I realized....I eat my breakfast before I go to bed so I can sleep longer in the morning.