I have a lot of random, strange thoughts and questions throughout the day. I thought I’d share a few of them with you in the hopes that I’m not alone. If I am, please don’t judge me. Here goes…
Why do guys always seem funnier, friendlier, and sexier in books, movies, and tv? I really need to stop falling in love with fictional men. It’s just not healthy.
When buying toys for my nephews for birthdays and Christmas, I end up spending hours roaming the toy aisles. I suddenly find myself playing with toys that I secretly wish I had as a kid. Is it just me, or are todays’ toys totally cooler than when I was a kid? No fair!
Does anyone else freak out and start thinking about sharks and other sea beasts when swimming in the open water of a lake? God, I hope I’m not the only one!
What is so addicting about celebrity lives? Seriously, why do I even care? By the way, did you hear that Jen finally got engaged? So happy for her.
What the hell is an Oogielove? Enough said.
Is it just me or does anyone else find it odd that MTV doesn’t play hardly any music while that is all Fox, ABC, and NBC seem to play? American Idol, The Voice, The X Factor, The Sing Off, Duets…Please. Just. Stop!
Am I the only one that daydreams about visiting fictional places? I mean, I’d pretty much give my right leg to get a letter from Hogwarts or play with the gadgets in the Bat Cave. Make-believe is such a tease!
When you think of the Oldies, names like Elvis, Johnny Cash, and the Beatles come to mind. What singers and bands are going to be considered a part of the Oldies when I get old and gray? Britney Spears? Jay-Z? Justin Bieber? Let’s be honest; that’s just not right.
After watching the Olympics, did anyone else have the urge to start doing backflips and cartwheels? Or how about trying out the different swimming strokes and synchronized swimming moves in the pool? Yeah, no matter how embarrassing it is, I admit that was totally me.
How come its riding in a car, on a plane, and by train? It really bothers the language arts minor in me. Prepositions really must piss of foreigners trying to learn our language.
After recently having a birthday, I started thinking about how old I am. I mean, I’m older than the Internet, cell phones, video games, Doppler Radar, and disposable cameras. Who agrees with me that when I have kids they are going to call me a freak?
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