Ahoy, ye scurvy dogs!

Scurvy Dogs

June 12, 2008

It's a lovely Thursday and I get to start the day with an early meeting in the park. Some people have all the luck, eh?

We all got new cell phones at work - the kind that are Bluetooth compatible. I refuse to walk around INSIDE anywhere with a flashing ear unit, so I plan to keep the Bluetooth in the car - hidden away. There is just so much connectedness I can handle. I don't want to be one of those people who walks around talking into the air.

I read somewhere that a huge percentage of people who walk around with a cell phone plastered to the side of their head are merely posing. They aren't really on the phone. That works until somebody actually CALLS you. I guess the smart thing to do is turn the phone off if you intend to pose and look important and busy.

I was awakened early this morning when the little dog jumped on my bed and deposited a well-chewed cow hoof on my face. There is nothing quite like it. I guess she wanted to play - or maybe just show me her toy.

Off to the park to find madness and mischief and possibly some raised glazed donuts at the meeting. One should never give up hope until it is evident that no pink donut boxes will appear. There were no pink boxes last time, and much grrrrrr-ing ensued.

Speaking of pink boxes.....methinks that men will gladly carry those pink boxes because they are secure about the contents. Have you ever seen a macho dude carry around anything pink - except for donut boxes?

I wonder why donut boxes are pink. Geeze. Now I guess I will have to find out. If you have any un-Googled ideas, please let me know. The made-up reasons are always the most fun!

Poolagirl wrote at 7:47 AM

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