On my lunch hour today, I took some time to browse Blogger profiles for interests in, (1) Boston Terriers, and (2) Ponds. It was quite enlightening and caused me to worry a bit. My imagination went wild, especially in the Boston Terrier category. But first, this is what I noted in the Pond category (which was a heck of a lot more tame than Boston Terrier profiles):
Some people interested in Ponds were also interested in...
- My reverse snort and those who revel in it. (who cares?)
- Beer, bugs.
Not too bad, considering what I found out about some people interested in Boston Terriers that are also interested in...(my comments in parenthesis)
- Wardriving (what the heck is THAT?), slackware. (same question)
- Ukuleles, maxing out credit cards, capsule toys. (oh, boy)
- Toe Nail Polish.
- Uromastyx. (?)
- Cussing like a sailor. (no, thanks)
- Boneless cats. (Please, stop it!)
- Vibrating punk music, the art of lying.
- Belly button lint, running up the down escalator.
- Deviant sexuality, robots, corporate sabotage, afrofuturists. (?)
WHAT DOES THIS MEAN???????????! This can not be a reflection on me, my friends with Bostons, or my fate. I vow NEVER to browse another profile again. That was enough.
Received a note from a friend in Maryland who loved a photo of my Koi she saw on one o my posts. "Listen, I went home last night, did my initial sketch, and plan to exhibit the painting in July of 2007 at the Chesapeake City Town Hall and Gallery. I was notified a couple of weeks ago that my proposal for my solo exhibit “Aquarella” had been accepted and last week I signed the contract so it's a done deal. I must have 30 paintings completed by July! The exhibit will highlight all water media paintings. I AM INSANE! However, I love a challenge." I am honored!
We had dinner at the clubhouse tonight with Michael's friend from Baltimore and on the way there, I snapped the first hole. It's great to live on a golf course, although we don't have a view of it. It's beautiful.
Sun setting at 6:30 p.m. It's going to be cold tonight and might dip to 33. That's just a premonition of winter, shorter days, and I'm not happy about it.
Gee, I'm feeling like a complete dimwit right now, so I'm signing off!