Monthly Archives: March 2010

Blogbligatory Entry


It has been 2 years since I started blogging on wordpress.

This is almost becoming a regular annual reoccurence.

I always knew I had nothing to write about …
I just never knew how much nothing I had to write about.

When I shake my head there is still something rattling inside it, so I am not empty yet.

I will continue to move ahead … or continue … or not stop … or something like that.
… it just won’t be a head like those Easter Islanders made.

I will go fourth and prosper like Norway in the 2010 Olympic medal standings … and possibly Thor Heyerdahl will visit me in my sleep while I’m awake, so I remember it, and tell me how to move a head better.


note: thanks to everyone who actually continue to read these things on a regular basis frequently.
You are all puttons for glunishment … or some real words that sound similar … like bad homonyms.


notes to myself #148

You are always a bridesmaid never a bride. … it’s a lesser of two evils scenario if you think about it.


Sara n’ Mic (what’s suppose to happen next?)


Sara: What’s suppose to happen next?

Mic: Maybe someone has to push a  pedal somewhere.


Mic: I was born on a merry-go-round!

Sara: So was I!


The complete adventures of Sara n’ Mic: how did you get up there?,  why are the gnomes outside?why are we here?, what time is it?, the phone’s ringing,  who’s winning?  ,  what a great cast!what’s this game about? ,  what’s your friend’s name? , what are you doing down there?  and the chicken just shit on the book are still collecting dust.


notes to myself #147

You don’t do “notes to myself” on these entries.

notes to myself on notes to myself #1

I think that last notes to myself was like a mime telling people that they don’t talk while performing.

Building Blocks


All humans are man-made.

It would be hard to make one without one … or two.


note: some assembly required.

double note: batteries not included.


notes to myself #146

Eventually most people grow up … or at least go away.

Thinking Caps


I have a thinking cap.

… usually by Friday I’ve reached my limit.


note: people should really take off their thinking caps … now that I’m wearing my thinking cap and … thinking about it.


notes to myself #145

You never own a cap gun, but you are pretty good with a rock.

On A Roll


I’m going out to get the paper.

I’ll be back on Monday.


note: hopefully I also find a few shirts that that other person doesn’t have yet.  hee hee!


notes to myself #144

Pizza is good. … really good!

Oh! No!


I realize that the shirts I buy are mass produced and thousands of people are probably walking around wearing the exact same shirt as me at any given moment

but …

I don’t have to like it.


note: I’ve seen two of my shirts hanging up outside this place now! … at least they aren’t on scarecrows.

double note: I should switch my XL for this Medium: the person would probably think they had shrunk.

*(they= the person … not the shirt)

triple note: if I could only wear things I made myself, I’d be walking around naked.

oh! I can make clothes … I just want to walk around naked.  hee hee!


notes to myself #143

You can make farting noises using your hand and the middle of your chest. The hand/armpit people are rookies.

Below The Surface


note:I love you in my whey.”      
                Little Miss Muffet


notes to myself #142

Sometimes people will walk away from you for no reason at all.
… but there usually is a reason.

Bring And Take


I’ve been informed that many Canadians use “bring” and “take” as if they had the same meaning.

Sadly I’m in this camp.

… I guess I had a bad uptaking.


note: if you can’t read the name on the truck’s grill …  because your eyes are too far away from the monitor … or the picture is too far away from your eyes … it says “SUPER GREAT“.

double note: I’m sure I say all sorts of stupid things, but people just don’t tell me.


notes to myself #141

You don’t have anything to take with you yet … so don’t worry about that expression.



Are you an optimist or a pessimist?

Is the glass half full or half empty?

My glass is half full of cynicism.

I guess that makes me an optimist.


note: people who don’t have glasses … need glasses … or something like that.

double note: I’d rather go to an optimetrist than a pestometrist when looking for/looking at glasses.

triple note: people with commuter mugs must be in the middle somewhere.

quadruple note: my glass is half full … but it’s a pretty big glass, so it doesn’t really matter.

quintuple note: I guess this one kind of goes with this other one.


notes to myself #140

You always look on the bright side … of the sun.



They elect a new Pope here everyday.


note: I’ll have to seclude myself and look inward to find a joke about conclave and concave.

double note: playing with matches at a match factory is probably a no no.

triple note: I’ve been noticing a lot of wood factories lately: logs must be in season.


notes to myself #139

Choose your routines wisely.