Things are strange around here.
In ocular health news… it still kills! I’m giving the antibiotics a couple of days before going back to my neighbor’s house for things which I don’t know what they are. (If you comment on my funky eyebrows, I will FIND you.)
This morning I came down and found Belle and Sinead hanging out in the hallway. I’m so glad to have creative outlets like this. I’m also glad that besides having no god, Polly’s world also contains no metal parts.
I paid less than $3 for gas for the first time in forever… and was so excited about it that I took a picture.
Shaq has a new reality show where his image consultant has him helping obese kids lose weight. It’s getting good reviews and the premise seems promising. Here are a few quotes from the first episode that make me think it will be the best, most sensitive insightful reality show about children EV-ER:
“Of course they’re gonna tell me the truth. I’m a superstar.”
“I don’t know if I’ve ever seen anything this pathetic in my entire life. It disgusts me.”
“We’re gonna have to turn up the heat on these kids.” Then he smashes a bottle… because he CARES.
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