January 7, 2011

Fact #180: [blank]

I accidentally published this post at first without writing anything. All I wrote was the title -- "Fact #180" -- and that was it.


The truth is, there are some days where I just don't really know what to write about. I start typing a bunch of things, but nothing seems all that relevant or meaningful.

But the other truth is, I pretty much always have something to say. Where I trip myself up is in trying to filter out what's not 'relevant' or 'meaningful'.

So, throwing those two descriptors out the window, here's what I have to say today:
I worked at Big Dog for the first time in over 2 weeks. It was a little rough getting back into the swing, but it was good to see some familiar faces.

I got to pet a 135 lb Newfoundland today. She's only a year and a half old -- she acts like a puppy and looks like a horse! But I'm in love with her. Seriously.

This week flew by. I can't believe it's almost over.

When I was driving home today, some kind of bird of prey almost flew into my windshield. I think it was taking off right when I turned onto my side street, but it flew right at me! My reaction was to yell 'Oh, SHIT!' in a suuper high pitched voice. It was like a munchkin cursing, and in retrospect, it was pretty embarrassing. So naturally, I thought I'd tell you all about it.

I had frozen yogurt this afternoon, even though it was bitterly cold outside. My hand holding the froyo was freezing, and my face was freezing, and my mouth was freezing. But it was worth it.

I went to my lady-doctor today for my annual checkup. I'll spare you the details, except to tell you that my blood pressure was 120/60. I always forget what those numbers mean. I wish they'd tell me. I guess I could ask. Maybe I'll Google it.

I was listening to "Wait, Wait... Don't Tell Me!" the other day while I ran at the gym, and I learned that Google was originally called BackRub. That made me laugh really hard. Out loud, like a crazy person. I should probably stop listening to that show while I run.
Okay, I guess that's all.

(Well, there's more. There's always more. But I'll give you a break for now.)

Til tomorrow!


Rick said...

Three comments -
I can't quite picture a dog that weights 135 pounds!
What kind of bird of prey was it? You can't leave out such important details!
BackRub - seriously?

A Beautiful Mess said...

Dyk that on Tuesdays at Pitt around 7pm in the Cathedral of Learning they bring in therapy dogs to... I don't know, to ease the stress to academia? Lol, let's be real, to pet the bejesus out of. Just in case you need a canine fix in the near future. :)

A Beautiful Mess said...

Also, I LOVE Newfoundlands. I want one very much! :)

Laurel said...

I don't know what kind of bird it was, I was too busy imitating a munchkin to tell.

It was definitely a bird of prey, but smallish. And its belly was white-ish and its wings were a lightish brownish. Does that help? :)