Posts Tagged by Conversations
Arnold Spirit
| December 17, 2008 | Filled under Shorts |
I used to think the world was broken down by tribes. By black and white. By Indian and white. But I know that isn’t true. The world is only broken into two tribes: the people who are assholes and the people who are not.
— From Absolutely True Diary of a Part Time Indian by Sherman Alexie
Pop tarts
| December 8, 2008 | Filled under Shorts |
Another blast from the past via Facebook today. This time an old friend I haven’t seen since before I could drive. He rained this storm of wisdom on me via email:
Mary Poppins
| December 2, 2008 | Filled under Shorts |
Me: Ugh! I hate Julie Andrews. She’s so stick-up-her-ass proper and British.
Him: I know! That’s what make her so hot and naughty when she’s wearing lingerie.
Me: What has she worn lingerie in?
Him: (tapping temple) In here.
Tourist attractions
| September 2, 2008 | Filled under Shorts |
Recently got this email from my number one husband:
Here’s to hoping the next seven days fly by…
Sixteen days and counting
| August 24, 2008 | Filled under Shorts |
When I fly to Frankfurt I have to bring both C’s luggage and my luggage with me. This morning he sent me the following email regarding packing:
Me: I’ll have the Framboise. W…
| August 7, 2008 | Filled under Shorts |
Me: I’ll have the Framboise. Waitress: What flavor? Me: Framboise is the flavor. W: We have peach, raspberry, cherry.. Me: Okay, raspberry
@MissPinkKate With Ringo or Ge…
| May 8, 2008 | Filled under Shorts |
@MissPinkKate With Ringo or George Carlin?
Ran into fellow member of top …
| May 2, 2008 | Filled under Shorts |
Ran into fellow member of top secret running club at estate sale this morning. Do I know you, I asked, and he whispered his nickname to me.
Stupidest Question of the Week
| March 9, 2008 | Filled under Shorts |
Lady: Does this elevator go to the other floors?
In my head: No, it just shoots you into outer space like the one in the Wonka Factory.
Bathtub
| January 8, 2008 | Filled under Shorts |
When I get real sad I go to a club, drink enough beer to fill a bathtub. — Women’s room graffiti at Rudyard’s in Houston
