::Desperate times lead to disparate measures::
Onesome:Desperate times— Hmmm… The ever present time crunch. Do you have a story of a time when you needed to be somewhere and it just didn’t look like it was going to work out? Did you make it? No??? What happened?
Its not one its one that happens all the time to me. When I’m in a hurry, I always get caught by every red light, I get stuck behind the slowest driver and can’t get around them.
Twosome: lead to— What leads you to write at your place? What strikes your fancy and leads you to your keyboard to share it with the blogosphere?
Not much lately. I guess if I see something funny or something that pisses me off, that is about the only time I write about it. There are the those rare occasions that I will write something that I know I will want to come back and check out later.
Threesome: disparate measures— Hey, what is it you do that’s really different from your friends or family or acquaintances that drives them to distraction? Is it something as simple as the way you put the toilet paper roll on? …or maybe your habit of eating all your vegetables first? Come on, you know there’s a little something it’s safe to share with the gang!
Nothing I’m perfect. The only thing that is really coming to mind is the fact that I like things neat, but I’m not big on it being clean. Meaning, I will pick stuff up off the floor, but I won’t do windows or dust.
