I’ve saved so many memes in a file on my hard drives and finally wondered: what am I saving these for? My retirement? A rainy day? Maybe that–but isn’t it raining right now? Of course it is. My mom had a leash for me. Of course she did.
Category: meme
We recently had the first crisp evening that hinted at the changes to come, that feeling in the air that native Westsylvanians recognize as “a Football Night.” In the verges, the annual flora are showing wear, the color of goldenrod lines country roads and the counts of our prolific whitetail deer seen dead along the highways, stirred to their violent ends by the hormonal surges of the rut and the the instinctive understanding that food will soon be much less abundant. In the trees, the earliest leaves are already beginning to flush, and in the bars and coffee shops, restaurants and bakeries, the taps and pitchers and shelves are suddenly and predictably weighted by food and drink flavored with “Pumpkin Spice.” If you expected me to offer consolation, I apologize. I have none to give. Indeed, the words that might help are these: be strong and resolute. Like all tribulations, this too will pass.
DeVos Confirmed; Wildlife Scatters
Too bad our children are sitting ducks for this cash-saturated wannabe.
Monday/Memeday: Pooh
Monday/Memeday: Noisy, Hungry Frogs
Memeday: Soup Is Good Food
If yesterday was Sunday, then today must me Memeday. I love this one, even if the “Customer Service” guy was a prankster–the bigot, Ms. Spear Cook–was real enough. If there’s any reason for the commercial to make us sick, it was the terrible Darth Vader impressions those doting fathers attempted. Yech.