Words to Live By

Don't be afraid your life will end; be afraid it will never begin.

Tuesday, March 6, 2007

Fodder for my Blog

So, I was asked not to blog about it, but I think it's ok if I don't name the person who did it. It's a pretty funny story, but it would be even funnier if you knew who I was blogging about. But you don't. This person was sitting down, eating some cashews out of a bowl. This person then lit a cigarette (yes, a smoker - get over it) and enjoyed the cigarette and put it out. Well, apparently, this person, in their old age is getting a little shaky in the memory department and decided to have some of the aforementioned cashews. The only problem is, this person picked up a cigarette butt out of the ashtray thinking it was a cashew! I don't think said person actually got the butt all the way in the mouth (that would have been a better story!). Now I didn't notice any of this happening. I guess I was in my own little world thinking random thoughts again. You would think that this person would just leave it alone. If I were this person, I would think to myself, "OK. Good. She didn't see that. Now she can never, ever blog about it." But, no, this person decides to tell me about it and said that it was not fodder for my blog. Well, it IS fodder for my blog. I didn't give the person's identity away, although I could have. And it would have been much more satisfying to me, if I had. I think this person secretly loves giving me fodder for my blog and just won't admit it. Maybe someday, if I'm patient, this person will allow me to reveal his/her identity. Until then, I guess you'll just have to keep on guessing! Keep on laughing and have a great day!


Anonymous said...

could this story be about my father? sounds alot like him....peanuts & cigarettes, with an unorderly combination of both.


Ann said...

I'm not at liberty to give away any identities right now. Sorry, Rexxy.