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There are billions of people and a version of normal to go along with each one of them. No two versions are exactly the same. There will be hundreds of thousands of little things that make up your version of normal. With any luck you can find people that have close to the same idea of what normal is that you do. These are your friends. Anyone else you try to tolerate as best you can. .... The exact definition of normal depends on who's running the asylum.
9 comments:
Wow, you lost me in the first sentence. ;)
My uncle used to run a dairy farm in Pennsylvania. When we were young, he used to tell us that chocolate milk came from the brown cows. I think I still believe it.
Its already night here.....too late to take the rest of the day off.
I'll go check up on goats milk vs cows milk....seems like Aaron has a sensitivity to cows milk.
If you are on Facebook and play Farmville; Chocolate Milk does come from Brown cows..mind you there are pink cows too.
Skim Milk tastes icky though.
Then it's possible Holsteins' milk tastes vaguely like Licorice?
Shouldn't the cow that they get skim milk from be skinny and look like she works out everyday?
C - You didn't know there was going to be a test today did you?
B - Uncles would never lie to their nephews, would they?
A - Take an extra 15 minute break today instead. And I could go into European vs Asian ancestory and lactose intolerance ..... HEY, another post!
M - I never could get used to skim milk. I could do 1/2% but they don't make that here anymore.
C - I'd give that a try. We could make our own with black jelly beans.
J - Then it would follow that people that drink skim milk should be skinny and I KNOW that doesn't work.
When I make typos and fix them, I wonder if peoples' blog readers keep getting blasted with repeat posts and comments. I'm glad I don't use one of those things. People like me would drive me nuts.
Mike- Oh shit, I never thought about the repeat posts in the blog readers. I usually go back and edit my posts 15 times after I post the damn thing, beacause I forgot to ad a comma, I need to word something differently, or I need to remove 21 of the fucks that were peppered throughout my post.
I'm a damn lady after all!
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