Sometimes I wish I had an exciting life

This blog would be much more memorable if I had an exciting life, but I do not. It would be much easier to come up with topics if something other than everyday things happened to me on a regular basis. But everyday stuff is all I have so here goes....

So far, the elves are taking a break today in their incessant digging operations in my forehead, so hopefully I can concentrate a bit more coherently today. That is, of course, assuming that my lack of recent concentration ability is a direct result of the Faerie excavation crews lodged in my skull. Either they are conducting a psychological experiment or an archeological dig, but I have yet to figure out which. With this lull in Elvin activity, one would think that I might be able to produce a cogent thought, but one would be wrong. Today I have nothing. Absolutely nothing, zip, zilch, nada, rien, bumpkiss, the big goose egg, zero, nichts, zilch, oh wait I already did "zilch," hmmmm okay I am out of these synonyms...

The most interesting thing from yesterday was a nearly fruitless search for a lid for left-overs. It is amazing how we can retain almost every container, and yet almost all of the lids have uprooted and left. Well, they make cling wrap for a reason, and oddly enough, it is not for insulation, but that is a different story. I am sure the lids are somewhere playing cards with all my missing sock pairs.

Turns out, as I was corrected by a friend, that the Mennonite Consortium is not intimidating the Quakers. Actually (as they call themselves) the "Religious Society of Friends" are pretty much as badass as one can be and still claim to be pacifists. They are not afraid to put the full might of their non-violent ways to bear on the Mennonites, and those Chin-Beards are a bit scared by the prospect of a "Friendly Circle of Ass-kicking." Thanks for the correction. I am a big enough person to admit when I am wrong.