Monthly Archives: September 2008

Somebody stole my little fat man

That’s right ladies and gentlemen!  Some low life stole the little plastic Buddha off my desk. It was a gift from a friend. So, you’ll excuse me if I am not feeling very Zen about the whole thing.  However, it does raise the following question…  If someone stealing my Buddha is a karmic repercussion of some past bad behavior on my part, is it appropriate that it creates some bad karma for someone else in the process? Man, karma REALLY is a bitch, huh? A real “do as I say and not as I do” kind of gal.  Figures..

Yeah, he blows. He blows like one of those factory fans in a music video.

Some observations:

  • Antique store frequently means “junk store”.
  • Just because it is considered art, does not mean that I can’t find the same thing at the Dollar Tree for way cheaper.
  • My enjoyment of certain kinds of wine is proportionate to the amount of it I have consumed.
  • Darby Conley is a freaking genius.
  • Musicals are the way life should be (and incidently the way it actually is in the frightening confines of my brain).
  • Elfie has apparently booked a round trip ticket to Timbuktu on the ass lick train and she has decided to travel exclusively at night.