September 3, 2006
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Welcome again and always.
In regards to my last post: The wheels of mending turn, I have hope for the best there may be. Thank you all for your concern, so sorry I had to post something sad, but of course I am equally sorry life has to be sad at all. But that merely makes room for joy, right?
Back to my observative ramblings:
Restaurants have destroyed some words for me. For instance, sunshine. Notice in what way restaurants has perverted the word, to a friend: “Ahh, look at the sunshine! …. skillet, with two sausages, eggs the way you like, and hasbrowns. All fresh ingredients for you to enjoy!” My friend slowly queries, “Um, what was that?” I return, “Bob Evans did this to me, and I’ll never forgive him for it.”
In my school announcements are often ignored when they occur in the midst of a talkative class, and sometimes it makes me wonder as I survey the room that is so uncaringly disregarding the announcement if the actual case is that I am a paranoid schizophrenic, and the only person actually hearing the voice. Of course, I have no clue why I would be hearing voices saying that all Juniors should report the auditorium, but that is besides the point.
One comundrum I often stumble upon is in the act of looking for my glasses. The very things that help me to see I am deprived of for the very situation where they are most useful: in the act of looking for them.
Appreciate all you have, and with that I take my leave. We part for now, but later unites us.
Comments (8)
a week ago, we went to our local high school to attend this parent/student meet the new year’s teacher event. just as we arrived, a tornado siren went off. so of course, we were hustled off to safety rooms.
we sat in the room for about 90 minutes. the school made announcements over the in room speaker system about every 5-10 minutes. I think I was able to hear 2 or 3 of them. The rest of the time, the people in the room just talked as if there were no reason to listen to the announcements of our impending doom.
(actually, the storm passed by without major damage… we just didn’t know it in the midst of everything)
I have been known to look for my glasses, only to realize I am actually wearing them …
well Phil I am glad to be able to tell you that you are not the only one who hears the announcements! I too am plagued with the fact that for some reason people feel the need to randomly announce important tid bits through a box on the wall that rarely hold any importance to me let alone the majority of the school body. I am also glad that this entry is back to your usual random observances which so often cause me to smile!!! The sad Phil entries obviously do not make me happy, since they are sad. or, it was sad rather. Best of luck with finding your lost friend! I know how hard it can be…oh yeah and good luck with finding your lost glasses too! maybe if you find those first you can better see to find the friend you have lost?!
The Sunshine breakfast?
Would you rather eat it if it was called the smog breakfast?
They need to pick something positive to you can make good associations with it… and by eating it…. The dumb people out there will think that they will get sunshine… it will come out of there butt as they are on the toilet… crapping out everything they just ate…. Because it’s Bob Evans and not in the slightest good for you.
All the juniors report to the gas chambers… thank you… That might have been a little much, but I’m not going to delete it… if you don’t have that kind of humor… forget it… haha…
I try to watch you on announcements… but Mr. Heilen is on crack… He seriously asked if we knew anyone on it, and if we didn’t, we wouldn’t watch…
I had that problem with my glasses…. I always kept a spare pair… but incidentally that was the one I’d loose… and well… broke in half…
Contacts are the devil… but at least I’m not scared to touch my eyes anymore…
See… people lacking beliefs like myself don’t really know what to believe…
I don’t think many people like there birthdays… I’ve always hated mine… Even when I was little and still did the birthday party thing… I would get all dressed in black and loathe it…. Later in life, I learned its better to ask to sleep all day rather than for gifts…. I don’t know what it is… if you’re actually feeling yourself age, actually noticing the difference, reminiscing… or I really have no idea. On my birthday I get really lonely… And is that really possible on a birthday when everyone wants to say hi?
O restaurants… what interesting places… hey… people do go places for the motif believe it or not…. Grandparents are like… this is charming Charles… it is so aesthetically pleasing… and look at those menus… so cheery… I could die here!
Which they will once those deadly pancakes get through their system…
Hola. You and me will exchange words in 8th tomorrow!
it doesn’t matter.
YOU’RE IN THE BOOK CLUB! FANTABULOUS!