The automated announcements at this airport are delivered with a British accent.
I’m pretty sure none of the characters in The Lego Movie ever spoke the name “Lego.”
There were some teenagers in another part of the gym locker room.
It never occurred to me that Facebook would have a Facebook page. It has things on it like “422,769 people like this.”
I wonder if Mick Jagger ever catches himself humming “Get Off of My Cloud.”
Dear young man with the throat tattoo extending from ear to ear: I can see you have excellent judgement. I’m sure you will never regret that decision. Thank you for keeping exquisite taste on permanent display.
AMC breaks for a commercial halfway through the restaurant scene with Sollozzo. An absolute crime.
We had a hundred Girl Scouts— Brownies, actually— in the park today. I’ve never seen so many pink shoelaces.
We never have to wonder anything any more.
The song “No Air” by Jordin Sparks and Chris Brown reminds me of the movie Total Recall.
The photograph I most regret not taking
Around the eighth inning of tonight’s dismal game, Lore asked me when last times the Red Sox won the World Series.
Holy cow. What a crazy baseball game.
I had a baseball game on the television while Lore was studying.
My crusty retired neighbor caught me on the way home. “I assume you are not working,” he said.
I usually think of September as daddy longlegs season. This year it’s also praying mantis season, but especially it’s grasshopper season.
Whenever I walk through a neighborhood with a lot of barking dogs I think, “Somebody should do something about all those kids stuck in wells.”
Speaking of bad weather, its been a stormy week so Johnson County has been blowing it’s tornado sirens with wild abandon.
Daylight Donuts incongruously left the “gh” out of “doughnuts” but not “daylight”.
I have to remember to make minor adjustments to my tour when I have third graders.