Stream of Consciousness Sunday

I can't believe the holidays are almost here. Gah! Please, please, please don't let it be me who gets to cook the turkey this year. Freaks me out how bird-like the turkey looks. It's always slipping in my hands. Icky. Too easy to imagine it clucking and freebasing, no, dumb Sandie, it's not freebasing it's free ranging poultry. Hmm. I think. Maybe I'll google that later. I contributed five dollars to the Michael Jackson estate. Despite his questionable personal life, he was a musical genius on stage. Amazing. Oh looky there, I just remembered the "hee haw" in Wanna Be Starting Something. Drat! I keep forgetting to take a picture of my cute "Zombee" t-shirt. It's the cutest little zombified bee. "Pour some sugar on me!" Darn dog Maisy, she struck again. Hamburger buns gone! Jon and Kate From Love to Hate? Is this for real? Gee sounds like a cheesy title I would come up with. Mmm. Cheese. Nothing like a good slab of mellow cheddar. Kill Bill marathon? And I missed it? Gah. Where is the remote? Oh no not that movie! Would anybody really name their daughter, Baby? Dirty Dancing...whatever. "I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together." I can be such a hater of movies. I try not to be, but with movies like... I can't think of any titles right now. I'll have too google that too. Where's the spike in Spike TV? Ha! A new buzzword: BURN. I just heard it on iCarly, so must be hip. It replaces the "old" buzzword SNAP! I think I like snap better. I can't believe the holidays are almost here again! Did I already think that? Oh yeah. Where is that book? I know I put it somewhere. Where are the crackers? Who invented playdoh? And why? Hmm. I guess I could google that later. Wait wasn't there something else I wanted to google? What was that again? Did Steven Tyler ever recover from his stage injury? Why don't I think before I speak? Did I really ask that woman if she was a natural blond? I could clearly see the roots, so why would I bring attention to it. Gah! I hate it when people do that to me. By the way, lots of hateful people around today. But hey, I'll sing if I want to! So what if I'm in public. You don't like the voice, turn up the volume on your IPOD. Yeesh. Oh, yeah, what to blog about. Better dig out my blog ideas notebook. "I am the eggman. They are the eggmen. I am the walrus. Goo goo ga joob!" Oh yeah, that was the book I was looking for! Oh no! I broke a nail. Should I buy Depends? I don't really need them...yet. Venus De Milo. Was there a weird dance song about Buffalos in the 80's? I can't stop thinking about Oprah. Does she really care? "Elementary penguin singing Hare Krishna." I wonder if I have a booger hanging out of my nose. I hope not. Woops! I farted! And it was a double! A-rat-tat! Oh well! "Goo goo g'joob, G-goo goo g'joob, Goo goo g'goo, G-goo goo g'joob goo! Hee hee hee, ha ha ha, ho ho ho!" (And if you lasted this long? Go and have somebody do something real nice for you. Real nice. *smile* Tell 'em Sandie sent you. *grin*)








B.S. No streams of consciousness were interrupted during the production of this post.