| My left shoe squeaks when I walk.....Which I do.
Also, I made a cheese pie.....I don't think I want to eat anymore cheese until i'm 36.
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| Today I payed my weekly visit to Best Buy, and as I was perusing about the CD section, I had an interesting encounter. A man probably twice my age, and weight for that matter, came striding up next to me. As I watched him grow closer out of the corner of my eye, I wondered if maybe he was just really excited to get a CD which I happened to be standing by. Not so. He stopped about a foot away, held out his hand, and says; "This fell out of your pocket." He proceeds to place in my hand 31 cents. Confused, I say thank you, and he briskly walks away. Now I never recalled to be in possession of any change at all. Still confused, I check all of my pockets to see if I had a hole in one. But alas, no such hole was found. Giving up, I pocketed the change, and went about my business. Then I thought up a scenario that this man was a Godsend, that I would go up to make my buy, and I would be 31 cents short, or that I just wouldn't have to break a dollar. I became a tad excited as my imagination went to work. I get up to the front....the moment of truth....my total, $24.36. A little sadden at first, I pull out 25 bucks, but then I notice a lone nickel on the edge of the counter that nobody had bothered to pick up, or maybe, the nickel didn't want to be spent (Ala, The One Ring). So me, being the thrifty buyer that I am, polited asked the cashier to hold on. I reach into the depths of my pocket, and grasp the 31 cents the mysterious stranger "returned" to me a short time earlier. Then I picked up the renegade nickel that someone had so carelessly tossed aside. Viola. 36 cents. No longer was I doomed to have a pocket of coins, for I, had exact change.
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| I always just figured he was invincible. He's still the best of the best. God Bless Steve Irwin.
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| I saw a house that had been TP'd and an almost red tree on my way to the store to buy bagels. Tis the season!
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