Friday, June 24, 2011

This is not a joke.

You have heard the saying, truth is stranger than fiction, right?
Well here's your proof.

Chick-fil-A is having a Cow Appreciation Day on July 8th.
The words surrounding the photo on the left reads, dress head to toe, get a free meal.
Really? Does someone love Chick-fil-A that much that they would dress up,
head to toe, LIKE A COW,
just to get a free meal?
I have had Chick-fil-A only once and to be honest, I wasn't that impressed.
Maybe it is because I waited until I arrived home, forty minutes away, to eat the food, but it kinda made me feel a little sick.

I can imagine how this is going to play out in office buildings around the country.
The time, 12:00pm.
Lunch hour.
Bob has been dreaming of this day for the past two weeks.
Who says there is no such thing as a free lunch, he thinks to himself.
Bob shuts off the computer in his cubicle and begins to don his cow costume,
just at Ted rounds the corner.
"Hey Bob, did you want to go grab some luuuuunch, whoa!!!! What the HELL are you doing Bob?"

I can imagine the only people who will really benefit from this ridiculous promotion are the bored patrons at Chick-fil-A who had no clue it was dress like a cow day.
I know what I am doing on the 8th of July!
What about you?

Thursday, June 23, 2011

Project 143?

I know. I know. I said I was going to be dedicated to my blog this time and what happened? 
It all fell apart a month ago. 
I think I might have commitment issues.
That or the life I have been documenting sort of took precedent over blogging about it.
I would love to share everything that I am dealing with right now, and wow, there is a lot. 
But in order to protect the innocent and/or unsuspecting players in my life, I think I will keep some things where they belong, in my own thoughts.
It could also be that I am extremely lazy and cooking, cleaning, and caring for two somewhat feral children is about all I can fit on my plate right now.
Maybe I need a vacation.
Or maybe I just have a short attention span.
Who knows.
I do miss it.
Even if I only blog about a tenth of the stuff floating around in my head, I feel better.
I think I might need to write to feel whole even.
I know that probably sounds crazy to some people.
Looking back I realize that I have been writing at least a few paragraphs of something every few days, since I was eight years old.
That's a lot of rambling.
I think it might be how artists feel when they don't paint or draw for a time.
As trivial as what I am writing about appears the process of writing anything at all is what I crave.
I actually have been feeling less whole since I stopped writing and I have been visiting my blog like a tourist visits their favorite city.
I keep waiting to be inspired but I think I am going about it all wrong.
I have pigeonholed myself into this neat little blog that is not really me.
I am not neat and perfect and organized and writing that way feels contrived.
And really, do people actually care if I bought five boxes of cereal for $2?
I have been boring myself.
Honestly, I don't need any more bullshit in my life so I am dropping my Project 365.
I am going to recommit to writing here whether or not anyone reads it but me.
My writing has really always been about me and for me so I am going to stick to that and see where it leads me.
Hopefully, I can be honest with myself.
I might post every day or I might only post once a month.
But there's no telling what could come out of my head.
Follow at your own risk.