Thursdays are for Thinking Out LoudThursday, January 30, 2014
For awhile there it seemed as if I forgot that other blogs existed (including my own), but my obsessive love of Pinterest has recently pointed me in the direction of some pretty cool blogger gals. (Seriously, Pinterest, you need to start paying me for all the free publicity I give you on a weekly basis. Have your people call my people and we can set something up. I'm not sure who "my people" are. Probably Joey. Call Joey. He can take a message.)
What was I talking about?
Blogging ADHD, it's a real thing.
Sometimes reading this blog is like getting sucked down a rabbit hole of nonsense.
Anyway, Pinterest led me a blog that pointed me to another blog that eventually pointed me to Running With Spoon's weekly link-up called "Thursdays Are for Thinking Out loud".
Oh. Em. Gee! I LIVE for sharing my random thoughts with the Internet. Sometimes I remain so quiet in my daily life (though I bet Clayton would disagree), I feel like I am going to explode if I don't let my thoughts fly free. If I could write an entire book that was nothing but my thoughts on television shows on The Learning Channel and the stupid clothes I see teenage girls wearing, I'd be the next J.K. Rowling.
So let's do this!
1.) I am a lover of the Oxford comma. It never occurred to me how frequently I use them until I started editing an article I'm writing for a magazine. Halfway through, I was like, "Dude, if you love Oxford commas so much, why don't you marry them?" And I prefer calling them Oxford commas over "serial commas" because a serial comma sounds like punctuation that will kill you in your sleep.
2.) I can change the oil in my own car, I can install and wire a light fixture, and I can snake a drain, but if the string on the hood of my sweatshirt gets sucked in on one side, I'm at a loss. I will just seriously just go out and buy a new sweatshirt.
4.) I hate the word "beef". It sickens me. It's harsh on my earholes and I don't like the way my mouth feels when I say it. It's almost as bad as "moist" and "panties" and, god forbid, "ointment". "Would you like some BEEF for dinner?" Why no, I would not. Some ground up cow, yes. Beef? No.