I somehow come up with Titles all the time. Weird phrases that pop into my head and need to be written down....so here are a few, just for your reading pleasure...
Of Snot and Stellaluna.
An interesting phrase...one that I'm sure I'll have to use as the title to the book I am sure to write about the raising of toddlers. This one came up as I was picking up a nice, wet, gooey tissue off the floor - right next to a copy of Stellaluna that had been left out, as well...
Fear and Funny.
We just drove down to New Orleans. From Michigan. Hmm...Indiana, Kentucky, Tennessee, Alabama, Mississippi, Louisiana. Can you see the fear pattern here, if you are a city boy driving an uppity fru-fru car? But then, the entire trip down we listened to the Blue Collar Comedy channel on Sirius. Phil almost drove off the road a couple of times, we were laughing so hard. His trip back, alone, should be funny and hopefully not fearful. I'll remind him not to listen to any banjo music...
Butts and Boobs.
Yah, this one will probably get a lot of hits. I was conversamailing (having a conversation via e-mail, not chat or text) my cousin and talking to her about what they (all the doctors) are going to do to me today. My pre-op appointments for my new boobs are all today. From what I've heard, they have to draw all over you. I told her that I will look like what John Madden draws on the monitors all the time. But not just one - several plays will be scrawled on my body, I'm sure. Front and back. So my question to her was, "Would all those NFL boys score more if they had to read their plays off of butts and boobs???" What do you think?
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