That's right, kids, I have an hideous cold. (Yes, I meant to us "an" next to "hideous.) That means NyQuil, and that means random. And random from the brain of Jessica means entertaining for all of you. Huzzah! Let's see what my mind has come up with.
According to facebook, my zombie apocalypse team is as follows
My sidekick: Monica Romney
Heavy weapons: Nicole Winegardner (please tell Jacob, he'll get a kick out of that)
The idiotic one who survived: Cassidy Heaton
The brains (though it's unclear if this means brains of the operation or brains to be eaten): Aleisha Coleman
The first to die: Justin Romney
For anyone on the list, you have two options: take the list seriously and be proud/offended/whatever, or laugh at how ridiculous our world is that facebook gave me a zombie apocalypse team.
Is it bad to drink 64 ounces of orange juice in less than 24 hours? Cuz I think I just did. And all of it was straight out of the carton rather than from a glass.
Why do we only eat the boring animals? Think about it. Horses are more exciting than cows, and we eat cows instead of horses. Chickens - boring. Pigs - boring. Puppies - not boring. Orangutans - not boring.
Can you un-friend someone on facebook just because they are stupid? And I don't mean stupid like lame. I mean stupid like stupid. Like I'm not sure they deserved their high school diploma, and I wonder how they got into college, but totally get that they dropped out.
Why do we call feces poo? I mean, feces and stool seem to be the prominent medical terms. Where did poo come from? Why poo? Who came up with that word? Who was it that took a dump and thought, "Hey, I know! I'll call that poo."
Do you think there will be food in heaven? My dad told me when he was little that he wouldn't go unless there was potato salad. He also told me I took forever to be born because I was in heaven playing spoons with Grandpa George. Do you think there are games like spoons in heaven?
How do you think people come up with genius ideas? Are they sitting over a bowl of Rice Krispies or Lucky Charms one morning, reading the back of the box, when they suddenly stop chewing and think, "Hey, you know what would be awesome? If I could make something that would fit in your pocket that you could keep all of your information on. Like a little stick. I think I'd call it a thumb drive. Maybe I'll make that today. I mean, I was gonna take out the trash, but this could be huge!"
And that's all my random thoughts for now...
2 comments:
How did I miss the cut on your Zombie-apocalypse team? Sad face.
Because it was Facebook generated and the last time you were on Facebook, N'Sync was still making records and waiting for puberty to set in.
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