I was talking to Her Excellency of Mousehole on the phone tonight and I said, "I wonder how old so-and-so is?"
"I don't know," she said.
"I'm going to "Google" her and find out.
"WHAT," she said. "You're going to "Google" her name?
"Yes."
"That is so lame. That's an invasion of privacy. That's...she's 47 years old," she said.
"What?" I said. "How do you know?"
"She's the second one down on Google."
I hadn't even brought a "Google" search box up yet and she...the one who criticized me for my curiosity...already had the information.
And so it goes. As human beings we might think what someone else has, wears, thinks, eats, etc. is stupid but pretty soon we want one, are wearing one, thinking about it, eating it, etc. It's just human nature.
But some of us aren't quite as quick about it, like my genius child is.
She takes after me. The genius part.
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Uhhh wern't you old and moldy when you birthed that person? I'm pretty sure she and her geniusness is my doing since you were probably having a nap. (please to enjoy) Plus "geniusness" is what all the smarties are saying, you just don't understand because of your wee little brain morsel. Bless your heart and such.
her excellency of moushole is not so excellent i guess.
why not talk about us who are excellent, like lord bumhumpton and i?
i simply don't understand it...
I had to take a peak at your life, I'm so behind on things it's crazy.
I love the fruit fly trap, I will definitely try that.
I hope your loved one who was in the hospital is okay now, and her 5 year-old (that made me so sad-poor thing).
And, you know something? I don't think there were funeral potatoes at either of my parents' funerals. What is the deal with that? I can have potatoes and sugar and corn and everything! Maybe I'm wrong-but I'm pretty sure I'm right.
Anyway, just thought I'd drop in for a second!
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