31.1.09

I Wish I Could Doodle

April 24th.

20 Bones.

8PM



I'm going with my mom. Lauren Fredman and her mom are joining us. It's going to be stellar.

15.1.09

I Heart Bumper Stickers

I live in a college town. Bumper stickers are kinda our thing. Okay, okay I guess you can add being a democrat and loving beer. Those are college kid things too right? Right. 

So anyway, bumper stickers. I have two: 

The apple logo and ZTA.

I think my bumper stickers are classy (as classy as bumper stickers can get). The reasoning behind this is that they are both white. Also, they are both on the same side and the appropriate size. However, thinking further I should remove the ZTA one. I like Zeta, but not enough to have a bumper sticker. Maybe I'll put it on my scooter. Yeah, that might work...

What I'm trying to say is that I'm not THAT tacky for having a couple of bumper stickers. In fact it is my right as a college student to have two (soon to be one). However, I think two should be the limit. Here is photographical evidence to support this theory:






However, this is the bumper sticker that I would like to put a spotlight on.

Do we not already coexist? I just think the person who created this bumper sticker thought they were clever because it was possible to spell out the word coexist with spiritual symbols. I can picture him, proudly telling his friends he had the idea for the bumper sticker that would change the world. Make all earth's problems dwindle. 

coexist |ˌkō-igˈzist|
verb [ intrans. ]
exist at the same time or in the same place.

Maybe I just don't get it... I don't know. I'd just like to think that we already do coexist. Tolerant? Not always. Perfect harmony? Never. 

5.10.08

# ITEMS SOLD 4

MUFFIN                            3.00
MUFFIN                            3.00
RED BULL                         3.38
RED BULL                         6.88
SUBTOTAL       16.26
          TAX 1    8.050 %         .83
          TAX 2    5.050 %         .30
                            TOTAL    17.39




I do not know why I spent this much money on eight muffins and five red bulls. I do not know why I went to WalMart at one in the morning to get these items. I especially do not know why I felt compelled to blog about it.