5 November 2006 (Sunday)
drivel
Hey, at least I can admit that I'm writing crap, right? This morning, shotly after I woke up, I read that Saddam Hussein had been sentenced to death by hanging. Perfect! I thought. Now I can do a whole weighty blog post about the death penalty in general, and this sentence in particular. Alas, no. Instead I shall complain about the lousy options for endtables and coffee tables (which are apparently properly called "cocktail tables" - who knew?) at Jordan's, and the almost-completely-random manner in which two grown adults will go about selecting new pillows for their bed (included in the process: an actual calculation of whether it would be more cost effective to buy two king size pillows or three standard size pillows).
There. I've complained.
This is the most pathetic NoBloPoMo attempt ever.
I'm sure you can come up with an even more pathetic NoBloPoMo post if you tried... :-)
Obviously 3. That way, when one of you steals an extra pillow because you absolutely need two for yourself (because of a cold, to find a comfortable sleeping positions, et al) there is still one left for your mate. There, that was easy. If only all the problems in the world were so easy...
Sorry about the lousy selection at Jordan's. It's fun to browse, but we never wind up buying anything from them except the mattresses. Come look at Cardi's? (N. Attleboro, MA) Our dining room table and credenza are from there. Our couches are from (Rabbi Bernie) Rottman's but they're still in Worcester. (The store, not the couches.) And the couches are falling apart anyway. Or there are a ton of furniture stores closer to you anyway. (But meeting you at Cardi's would be more fun.)
Anyway, have to gather up my at home kids and go vote.
