A comment about my life as an occultic television show made me think: could my life be an occultic TV program? I think it could, nay, should. Do I have superpowers? I just ate a whole slab of bacon without a resultant coronary, so I must. Do I lie, pathologically, about dietary feats involving pig products? Almost daily. Have I run out of reasons? I'd rather not say. While these facts probably won't make for a compelling, long-running, smash-hit, I do probably have at least a mini-series' worth (and if it's on NBC, a sequel to a mini-series). That was a burn on NBC, in case you missed it. Either way, I would like to present the first installment of: "look where I went but didn't, or did I."
Did you take all those wonderful pictures? I must know.
ReplyDeleteAll but the one at Niagara Falls. They won't let me into Canada anymore, not after the "raisin incident".
ReplyDeleteOh, and just for clarification, the "Home is where I am", is not a dis on my home. It is, instead, poking at the saying, "home is where the heart is." Because if that were true, I would live in my chest and be surrounded by some sort of thin membrane (the pericardium, for all you biology fans out there).
ReplyDeleteIn other news, Sarah and I were run over by an illegal immigrant today.
ReplyDeleteMore on that later. And I should say, likely illegal immigrant, from what my broken Spanish could decipher.
ReplyDeleteI'm cynical today. I think I need a nap.
ReplyDeleteHey, you are in GOOD form today! I really laughed hard and enjoyed the humor. Maybe you will be picked up for a series...you do live in la la land.
ReplyDeleteWhat backyard??
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