Yes, I know it's been a really really long time since my last post. Life has been really busy. But fear not friends -- the random craziness has still been happening around here.
Exhibit A: I am zoned out on the couch one night when I hear a knock on the door. I open it to find a blond 18-year-old with a strange look on her face. I realize some guys have pictured this exact same scenario, but I have not. Anyway, this young lady says she was in her apartment and heard a strange noise and was scared to go inside and would I go in with her? I must have paused for a moment too long, because she began doing this nervous giggle-like thing and insisted she was serious. I ended up going into her apartment and quickly determined that her fan was knocking her blinds around. Despite my genius observation, she insisted I stay until she checked every. Single. Room. And closet.
Exhibit B: I had to go for a health assessment at work so I can get a discount on my gym membership. As part of the assessment I had to get some blood drawn. It took four nurses four tries over an hour to make it happen. The last nurse channeled John Travolta in "Pulp Fiction" and went after my arm hard. My arms look like they belong to one of those informants the detectives on "Law and Order" have to track down in the crackhouse to get them information.
So, hopefully the good times will keep on rollin' and I'll do a better job of sharing them with you.
Exhibit A: I am zoned out on the couch one night when I hear a knock on the door. I open it to find a blond 18-year-old with a strange look on her face. I realize some guys have pictured this exact same scenario, but I have not. Anyway, this young lady says she was in her apartment and heard a strange noise and was scared to go inside and would I go in with her? I must have paused for a moment too long, because she began doing this nervous giggle-like thing and insisted she was serious. I ended up going into her apartment and quickly determined that her fan was knocking her blinds around. Despite my genius observation, she insisted I stay until she checked every. Single. Room. And closet.
Exhibit B: I had to go for a health assessment at work so I can get a discount on my gym membership. As part of the assessment I had to get some blood drawn. It took four nurses four tries over an hour to make it happen. The last nurse channeled John Travolta in "Pulp Fiction" and went after my arm hard. My arms look like they belong to one of those informants the detectives on "Law and Order" have to track down in the crackhouse to get them information.
So, hopefully the good times will keep on rollin' and I'll do a better job of sharing them with you.
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