Week of Wow

This past week has provided many a sight surreal and information peculiar.

I saw a tiny rat like dog wearing a fur collar. No shirt or coat, just the collar.

I was told that a friend sold his previously owned cow for $200.

I saw a huge, beautiful, majestic hawk standing on the side of the road eating a dead "runned over" skunk.

Evel Knievel died November 30th in a non-fiery death at age 69. No sharks or canyons were involved. He wore a cape.

A question was asked aloud at work; "Are Japanese the Italians of Asia (because of the vowel at the end of their names)"?

I ordered some self-sticking jewels for a craft project where the postage cost more than the items.

I have decided that my nights of little or no rest are resultant of a fear that my ears will get folded and torn off while I roll in my sleep.

Liberace rhymes with mariachi and hibachi. (Technically that has always been true - I just realized it this week.)

I sat in my own crapulence on two occasions for HOURS on the turnpike this week because of car crashes, AND I paid tolls to do so.

The fish in the aquarium on my screen saver are more realistic than the fish in the aquarium behind me.

I tried to jump in a dream to sit on a ledge and couldn't do it.

As you can see, I've had a very busy week.