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Live blogging, run-on sentences and hobos
April 28, 2010
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With my luck, this guy will be floating in my pool when I get home. And he'll want me to give him some spare change and/or karate lessons.

I’m getting a late start on today’s live blog. This might be an issue if my readers followed my updates throughout the day, but I’m pretty sure a majority of you only read what I write once, at the end of the day, so it really doesn’t matter if I began blogging at four in the morning or four in the afternoon as long as I blog something.

Wow, was that a run-on sentence?

Judges?

1:27 PM

In a Tweet a few minutes ago (gosh, that’s just a strange-sounding word), I wrote the following:

“Pollen, frogs, algae… my pool has everything in it but hobos.”

Immediately after writing it, I knew I had just jinxed myself.

When I get home tonight, I thoroughly expect to find a hobo in my swimming pool. I better get some spare change on my way home.

I just know he’s going to ask me for a quarter.

3:28PM

Being a frugal cat that likes the most bang for his buck, if I had to pick one song to be the soundtrack to my life, it would have to be The Song That Never Ends.

“Oh it’s the song that never ends… It goes on and on my friends… People started singing it not knowing what was… And they’ll keep singing it forever just because…” (Repeat) (Forever)

Call me an optimist, but that would never get old.

4:08 PM

Signs your bluejeans might be too big and it’s time to buy new ones:

  • Your wallet, which you keep in your back pocket, is closer to your knees than your waist.
  • M.C. Hammer walks up to you and says, “Boy…those are some baggy pants!”
  • While vacationing in Mexico, a small child asks you if he and his family could cross the border by hiding in the excess room of your pant legs.
  • Teenage punks at the mall admire the way you dress.
  • You do not have to unzip or unbutton your jeans in order to remove said jeans from your person.
  • You write a blog post that lists the scenarios where your bluejeans might be too big.

4:57 PM

That’s so nice of Angelina Jolie to let Sandra Bullock adopt that baby. It couldn’t have been easy for her to resist the urge to adopt the kid herself.

6:58 PM

Dear Animal Kingdom:

I am not Noah.

And my pool is most definitely not an ark.

As you were.



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