Root beer

Today at work I am drinking root beer…. from a bottle that looks like a beer bottle. So, I put the bottle in a brown bag I had at my desk so people wouldn’t see it. But now it really looks like I am drinking beer but concealing it like a homeless man. I think root beer people should put root beer in cans so that those of us who like root beer can enjoy it without looking like we are boozing it up in the work place. I am just saying.

cricket killer

So today Josh and I decided to go to a bookstore. We got this idea from another, clearly, more intellectual couple than us. So we went, but not really knowing what a couple does with themselves at a bookstore... we decided to just go for a walk around th nice area instead. So we're walking and suddenly I feel something wet in my sandal. I figure it was just some water from a nearby fountain...but it didn't go away. So I take off my shoe and what is there? A dead cricket. Yep. It crawled in my sandal, I killed it (unknowingly) and felt its guts on my feet for a good 5 steps before Josh, being the studly man he is - not afraid of a dead cricket - got the cricket corpse off the inside of my shoe. So, moral of the story? Be careful when you step on something wet. It could be the insides of a gross bug being spread on your bare skin.

Don't know why I am really blogging about this, but when I wait for the perfect blog entry - I don't end up writing for months on end:) Prepare yourselves for some less-than-thrilling, albeit hopefully more consistent blogging.