2 Cents with no Sense


What’s going on everybody?

Welcome to my first “Blogbary” (library of blogs).  Made that up myself.  I know you’re probably wondering what my posts will be about.  Well…nothing.  This blog is just a notepad for my thoughts.  Sometimes they’ll be funny, other times…not so much.  You’re welcome to voice your opinion on anything I write.  I won’t be offended at all.  You have the right to write what you feel, as do I.  Without further setbacks, let’s begin.

Pinterest.  That’s where I’ll start.  I like it, but I hate it.  I like it for the recipes and ideas that other people have.  I hate it when I try those recipes, only to fail miserably at them.  It really sucks when you follow the recipe to the “t” and it turns out bad, only to find out that 250 other people tried the same recipe and thought it sucked.  Moral of the story?  Check the comments before attempting any recipe on Pinterest.

Open your mind on this one.  Plums are juicy.  Prunes are dehydrated plums.  Where does prune juice come from?  The plums you say?  Then why isn’t it plum juice?  Dehydrated grapes are raisins.  I don’t know about you, but I’ve never had raisin juice.  If this is your first time reading a blog or note by me, keep reading, it get’s worse.

When is the last time you prayed and didn’t ask GOD for anything?  Usually we pray asking for blessings, help with sickness, help in finances, love, etc.  But when is the last time we honestly prayed without asking GOD for anything?  I need to do that more.

Have you ever had a great dream?  Ever wake up and want to tell someone about it, only to forget everything?  Me too.  I hate this conversation “I had the greatest dream about….wait..I don’t remember what it was about (insert me feeling like an idiot as a classroom of 40 people stare at me blankly).”

Staying along that line, don’t you hate it when you have a funny joke to tell, but as you tell it you realize the joke isn’t that funny?  What really sucks is when the realization comes when you see the listener’s reaction.  The regretful feeling usually comes halfway through the joke.  This similar feeling can be felt when you’re on a roller coaster, and the car is almost to the top of the steep drop.  There’s no turning back.  Finish it out.

Road trips are so legendary.  Whenever I know a road trip is coming, I get excited.  When I was living in VA, I couldn’t wait to hop in the car and take an 11 hour trip home.  Usually after about 30 minutes, I was ready to get it over with.  Road trips really suck when you’re traveling with someone who either stinks, won’t shut up, or has an annoying voice.  10 miles down, 990 to go.

Have you ever sent a pivotal text to someone, and they never respond?  Do you get frustrated?  I know I do.  It really pisses me off when they don’t show up.  When I go to compose an angry text, I feel like an idiot when I realize I never pressed send after I texted “Make a left at the 2nd light.”  Moral: Never text directions.

What type of typist are you?  I have a pretty good feel for the home row.  I think I type with decent accuracy.  Am I the only one who deletes the whole word when I misspell something?  Even if it’s the last letter, I catch myself deleting everything.  No need to continue the bad aura.  Start over.

I was in a meeting today, and the presenter said a joke.  Of course, I was the only one that didn’t laugh.  I began to wonder, is there something wrong with me?  Should I feel embarrassed that this guy doesn’t have good material?  How does is make me look?  Am I the bad guy?  It really sucks when everyone laughs and starts looking at each other.  That only magnifies my problem.  Eventually, I made eye contact with every person in the room. Of course, now I look like the selfish anti-team player.  Oh well, who cares.

I appreciate all of you who read my first blog.  I hope this entry and future entries will give you a small break from the fast paced thing we call life.  If you like or hate it, let me know.  Once again thanks.