I love bacon.
This singular fact has probably become one of my signature calling cards.
So imagine how excited I was when I saw this commercial
Go on, click and watch.
I KNOW WHAT I HAVE TO LOOK FOR NOW!
Monday, March 22, 2010
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Indiana Jones, Jedi, and Peanut Butter
Dreams are a complicated labyrinth.
Often induced by many things
Their very pattern unique like that of a snowflake.
I found myself voyaging through yet another night of weird dreams cobbled together like a series of sketches on Saturday Night Live. One dream began where I found myself alongside Indiana Jones and his father Dr. Jones (Last Crusade) and we get caught by Nazis. We then come face to face with Hitler who has us dragged into a gas chamber. But as we're being thrown in, I notice two Jedi are also in the chamber. Knowing the Jedi have a plan for escaping, I line up next to them.
Then my dream shifted and next thing I know I'm in a convenience store getting peanut butter.
Guess those Jedi did help me escape. Then went Men in Black and erased how they escaped from my mind, probably to also conceal their identities.
Often induced by many things
Their very pattern unique like that of a snowflake.
I found myself voyaging through yet another night of weird dreams cobbled together like a series of sketches on Saturday Night Live. One dream began where I found myself alongside Indiana Jones and his father Dr. Jones (Last Crusade) and we get caught by Nazis. We then come face to face with Hitler who has us dragged into a gas chamber. But as we're being thrown in, I notice two Jedi are also in the chamber. Knowing the Jedi have a plan for escaping, I line up next to them.
Then my dream shifted and next thing I know I'm in a convenience store getting peanut butter.
Guess those Jedi did help me escape. Then went Men in Black and erased how they escaped from my mind, probably to also conceal their identities.
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Joy Riding
How can someone be "Out of their mind"? Seriously?!
Now mind out of a person's body I can understand. I'm not talking CSI either.
Currently I've spent 20 minutes or so just staring off into space across the room. My mind has been anywhere but within my head which feels like its in a fish bowl. My body is tired and calls for bed, but my mind took the BMW out of the garage and went for a joy ride.
Music rolls through my head. its a song I heard on Big Fish earlier, but its not one I particually like or get much from. I don't know the name of it or the band, the same 10 seconds keep replaying. The cd player in the BMW is effectively skipping now.
In the passenger seat sits my Ukulele. I've been teaching myself how to play, and it goes places with me now. I'm even song writing.
In the back seat sits assignments I have not dropped off. They gave me directions on where they wanted to go, but I'm taking scenic detours, weaving through traffic, etc.
My BMW got a lot of miles put on it last week. I needed refueling a few times. Checked the mirrors a few times, but I thinking of getting rid of them soon. Who needs to keep looking in the past anyway?
Now mind out of a person's body I can understand. I'm not talking CSI either.
Currently I've spent 20 minutes or so just staring off into space across the room. My mind has been anywhere but within my head which feels like its in a fish bowl. My body is tired and calls for bed, but my mind took the BMW out of the garage and went for a joy ride.
Music rolls through my head. its a song I heard on Big Fish earlier, but its not one I particually like or get much from. I don't know the name of it or the band, the same 10 seconds keep replaying. The cd player in the BMW is effectively skipping now.
In the passenger seat sits my Ukulele. I've been teaching myself how to play, and it goes places with me now. I'm even song writing.
In the back seat sits assignments I have not dropped off. They gave me directions on where they wanted to go, but I'm taking scenic detours, weaving through traffic, etc.
My BMW got a lot of miles put on it last week. I needed refueling a few times. Checked the mirrors a few times, but I thinking of getting rid of them soon. Who needs to keep looking in the past anyway?
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