Three things on my mind:
1. Every day I kill one single fruit fly in my bathroom. It's usually in the sink, so I run the water and wash it down.
Every day, another one appears. Only one.
My question: Is it the same fruit fly, and it somehow doesn't drown? Is it a zombie fruit fly? Is it a glitch in the matrix? Or are the fruit flies invading my house using the worst possible strategy of sending in one soldier at a time.
2. While discussing the phenomenon of _________ Shades of ________ (I don't really want to add to the hype by using the entire title) we discovered that there are two levels of porn.
Level #1: Porn
Level #2: Porny-porn.
I don't yet know the implications of this discovery, but I hope it leads to a cure for cancer.
3. My fish died today. For those of you new to the blog, you might not know we are known for killing Beta fish in our house, due to the fact that I like to tap on the glass of the tank and make them do tricks.
But with Shadow, I left him alone. And he survived for a year and a half (which is a year and five months longer than any other fish have survived).
I cried. I usually don't cry over fish, but I'm oversensitive right now. Looks like I picked the wrong month to quit smoking.
So, yon bloggerville, what's on your mind?