Tuesday, September 16, 2003

Short Bus Express To Hell

... If my grasp of grammar were to be listed on the list of the worst places to live in the U.S. based on weather, I would so be Quillayute, Washington *

Absolutely.

Anyway, after a quick reassessment, I decided it was time I cut myself a little slack because yesterday a lady online asked me to help her write a press release because, as she said, "I am really not good at writing, it's not my thing. I don't know anything about those adverbs and proverbs or anything like that."

Proverbs, guys.

You know, like, "the early bird catches the worm," or "an apple a day keeps the doctor away," or "When in Rome, do as the Romans do" and must I go on?

Yeah, I know.

Move over Quilayute, Washington! We have a new winner!

Yeah, so, other than mocking the ignorant, I've been stealing bills from the church collection baskets, dabbling in kicking stray puppies and futzing around with stealing pencils from the blind.

Which apparently makes me way too busy to sleep.

Also in agreenleaf.diaryland.com news, I will be out of town with a couple of friends this weekend! So there are fun ways to spend time in the works including a Saturday Night Rock Show! I haven't been keeping up with many shows lately, but how can you resist the John Wilkes Kissing Booth?

And we have an extra ticket!

So, I was thinking, perhaps in order to repent for my previously mentioned wicked wrongdoings, I have decided that maybe before the show, I shall give away my extra ticket outside the venue to some unsuspecting fourteen year old super fan-girl who snuck out of her home all rock and roll-like to go to the show!

Wait, you mean the show's 18 and over?

Well, in that case you 18-and-overs, make that check out to CASH!

Wait a second, wait a second - you smell that?

That's normajean's flesh searing in the fire and brimstone.

Have a good weekend, muffins.

* because who doesn't enjoy a gratuitous Farmer's Almanac mention?