Musings…

When I’m coming off an escalator, walking out of an elevator, biking on a narrow path, or walking in general.

I almost ran over a woman today with her kid because she stopped DEAD IN THE MIDDLE of the tracks without warning.

I had to swerve and scare a squirrel. I was so annoyed.

I mean, that big gold medallion on the front is kind of ostentatious but if they’re super comfortable.. who am I to knock it?

I should try them out in the store to check the hype.

The best meals are usually the simplest, homey kind of meals, like soft, deliciously glazed short ribs with some fresh veggies.

Seriously people. Can we just make trouser jeans more often? I’m almost done with my only pair.

And how about throwing in some straight legged jeans, without strange whiskering, embroidery or slashes?

In a dark denim wash. Thanks.

Oh and maybe a stretchy waist that doesn’t make me look like a retiree.

When I tell people I like to read as a hobby they think it’s code for going out to drink in a bar and pick up strange men for one night stands.

Then when I say: No really, READ. As in, pick up a book?

I think I may have also stumbled upon a wonderful secret. Reading/working out your brain even while sitting, burns more calories than just sitting and staring at the boob tube — around 140 calories an hour I think.

Think about it. They pick up the poop of the dogs, they work hard to make money to feed them and buy them toys.. they build them mini mansions & feed them better than their own kids sometimes.