there was some rather absurd commentary going around
the table tonight...
heard that one friend actually won't enter
their zip code into a gas pump for privacy reasons.
are you afraid the gas pump might track you down?!
and what exactly are you hiding?! ;-)
clearly i don't understand the extreme concern for privacy in this day and age,
where everyone updates the world on every breath they take.
i am all for sharing. everything.
more than anyone could ever be interested in.
remember when you JUST had real live friends that you talked to in person?
and you didn't have to retell everything via status update because the people who mattered actually experienced it with you?
yea, me neither.
anyway...back to crazy conversations...
michael wants to go to the gulf coast.
to clean up the oil.
noble idea.
definitely would trump any habitat for humanity build,
but kinda freaks me out,
all of that oil...and hostility...and devastation...and potential health hazards...
but someone's gotta do it...
sooo...
maybe after the tri??
confession: i know this post is lame-o.
it sounded way better in my head.
good night!
happy weekend!
1 comment:
The Gulf Coast isn't that bad, I just got back from spending a few weeks down there. You've just to watch out for those darn Mehicans.
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