random thoughts ('cause I can't, for the life of me, think of anything more interesting than this)...

...whenever I get a pound of my favorite turkey breast at Wal Mart (yes...their deli is actually good...), I always tell them I want it the size of a nickel. Do they ever cut it that thick? NO. It's like they've never even seen a nickel. Sometimes they don't get it right the second time, either. Do you think I'd piss someone off if I pulled out a nickel and showed it to 'em?

...why is it so hard to take turns at a stop sign? And why is it ok to slow down but not stop and take your turn because you're in a hurry (I believe that's called a YIELD)? And how come this person never gets caught?

...there's this kid that works at our Taco Bell who has these...muscles...on his arms...WOW.

...I think my pup, Sin has some kind of spaz gland that seems to be on overdrive a lot of the time. I also believe he harbors a chasing-cats gland, shit-tastes-good gland, I-like-to-bounce gland, and an I-don't-hear-you gland.

...Sin (also called Sinner) has turned out to be the perfect name for him. This confirms the wise decisions I've made in not having children.

...why can't the post office give those of us who send packages over to the troops half price on postage. It's not like they've lost any business, and it can be expensive.

...The Burger King king is STILL freaky...especially the King Kong spoof with the chick in the bedroom.