my brother david sent me an e-mail, which he does about once every three years or so (but that’s ok because i do see him a lot because he lives right here in spfld; what about the REST OF YOU who i never hear from? but i’ve come to accept that in my life and i’ve moved on), about the missing scissors.
Dear Grace-This is your Brother-I just wanted to tell you I know where the scissors are 😉 I have seen them! They were in large boxes like would fit a Clothes dryer, in a building on 11th street where the State Of Illinois has Auctions-there were about 4 large sized boxes full of these scissors from O’hare airport in Chicago! WOW I have never seen that many Scissors in my life! Oh well just thought your audience might like to hear about this 😉 David S. 11-30-05.
this is obviously just a small portion of the MILLIIONS of confiscated scissors, but at least we know where some of them are. i wonder who will buy the gigantic boxes of scissors? will they be distributing them to the needy, those in desperate need of scissors? people with things-that-need-to-be-cut crises?
what about the confiscated chain saws? one would assume that there probably aren’t quite so many of them floating around.
our mayor, tim davlin, got his neck “nicked” by a chain saw, as a matter of fact. i didn’t actually read the news story, but apparently he and a friend were…cutting things (trees, maybe?) and somehow…the friend accidently took a little nick out of the mayor?
i’d just like to know how this is possible. accidently getting so close to somebody that you cut off a little piece of their neck. i just want to know. i wonder if any beer was involved in this incident. that’s all i’m saying. just curious.
by the way, the other day there was an article in the paper about all the birds that congregate on the power lines by the mall. this is something i wrote about a little bit ago, and i’m assuming the writer READ MY BLOG and decided to go do a bunch of research and talk to experts and stuff about the birds. i read the article, at least most of it, but i can’t really remember much of it. nothing relevant, anyway. i guess, what’s the point of learning things because you just forget them? maybe not you, maybe it’s just me.
in “calvin and hobbes,” the past few days calvin was questioning the point of learning a bunch of stuff when we’re all just going to die anyway. i guess if you carry this further, you’re going to wonder what’s the point of ANYTHING AT ALL, since we’re just going to D.A. except for trying to make the most of things. must get to work on that bright and early tomorrow morning.
in the middle of the night i was awake for a couple of hours, and i finally got up briefly and looked out and there was SNOW ON THE GROUND. oh, god. not snow. i decided that not only was i going to go back to bed and NEVER GET UP AGAIN AT LEAST TILL SPRING, but that there is absolutely not one single reason for me to spend one more winter in this godforsaken place where it is cold and bleak and snowy and bleak and cold and awful.
i’ve been pondering that today.
i did buy one SPECTACULAR CHRISTMAS GIFT today, and i’m pretty excited about it. i don’t really know what to get for anybody else, but at least i have this one PHENOMENAL thing. very very happy about that.
i also bought myself a hat, scarf, and some gloves. i already have two, maybe three pairs of gloves, but i’m sure some of them will be lost by tomorrow, saturday at the latest. i bought a few more little gifts and I LOVE BUYING GIFTS.
erica is going to be in one of the videos i’m making for GRACETALK #3. randy is, too. i can’t tell you what they’re going to be doing, because you’ll just have to COME TO THE SHOW AND SEE.
tonight i printed up some 81/2 x 11 show flyers to put up places. so let me know if you want one, and i’ll get you one. i could e-mail it to you? and then you could display it in your office or workplace or place you go to every day, and then maybe more people would come to the show. so let me know (i would bet somebody a dollar that NOBODY will write to me about this, but who, exactly, would i bet? i could say i’ll bet YOU, the reader, but YOU probably won’t write me back anyway. but this is good, because maybe somebody would be out a whole DOLLAR and that would be too bad), and i’ll be happy to get one to you.
an example of my mysterious and unseen readers: (but maybe i told you this already, and if so, you can skip it) some guy who works with my brother-in-law jim apparently reads this ALL THE TIME, because he’ll come up to jim and tell him about stuff that the guy knows about jim from reading this. WHO IS THIS MYSTERY MAN? will he come to my show and bring 499 of his closest friends and family members? maybe he has many many children, many relatives, many in-laws, he could bring all of them.
i told a friend today about my worry about doing the show in the big theater at the hoogland and he said, “don’t worry, the lights will be on you, you won’t see them.” THAT’S NOT WHAT WORRIES ME. the people don’t worry me, it’s the potential LACK of people.
but really, i just can’t get all worked up about it. i have to focus on HATING THE COLD AND SNOW.
i did get up eventually, by the way, even though i did not want to. tonight after working and shopping and working some more, i worked out at the club even though i REALLY didn’t want to do that because it’s so damn cold out. but after forcing myself to work out a lot, i got in the hot tub and THAT, my friend, is what MADE MY DAY.
hot hot hot bubbly water. excellent. i think it’s a big part of the reason i’m so tired right now. that, and the fact that i’ve been up for almost thirteen whole hours today.
there was a guy in the hot tub, and at one point he said “this is the best part of the day.” i was glad that somebody else felt just like i did.
whew.
ok then,
DECEMBER grace.