“I only came in for a loaf of bread.” – said every customer ever.

“Where’s the bread?” – responded every tired cashier.

Never ask me to pick a favorite.  A favorite ANYTHING. Favorite manga, favorite movie, favorite sandwich, favorite flower. Because I’ll start to sputter and get really excited and say things like, “Do you want my top 10? Because I don’t think I go can go lower than a top 20. Maybe 25. Can we do a top 25? Is that ok?” 

And the more I list, the more I’ll remember and the bigger the list.  Except for maybe favorite flower. Hands down, that’s the daffodil.

But I do like lily-of-the-valley, too. And roses. And….never mind.

Walking to my car…passed a woman walking in, digging through her purse. She didn’t find whatever she was looking for and must have realized she left it in her car. She looked up, stared at me without seeing me, muttered, “Rut Ro”, and spun around and headed back to her car. 

There’s nothing to see here. 

Mother Nature’s calendar is off by a couple of days. I wonder where I put my hat and gloves….

Three to five inches of snow tonight. Interesting.

So I was driving home from work behind a police car. The cop slowed down suddenly, then went back to normal speed. At the spot where he’d slowed there was a dead animal on the side of the road. I wondered if he was making note of it so he could send someone to take care of the poor thing.

A few seconds closer to the dead animal myself and I realized IT HAD NO HEAD.

Whatever it was, and it appeared the size of a small fox or maybe a large raccoon, it had been hit so hard IT HAD BEEN DECAPITATED.

Then a few more seconds closer and I saw it was a cardboard box.

I wonder if the officer dispatched anyone to pick it up….