Passing off, passing over, passing through

Random Thoughts

“No, I am your father. Search your feelings. You know it to be true.”
                                   –Vader Mouse  (or Mickey Darth)

Seriously.

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If I were President of the United States I would propose a plan that would provide more efficient traffic patterns on this nation’s highways.  Like for instance using the right side as the casual-driver-check-out-the-scenery-insist-on-a-text-or-paint-your-fingernails lane.  The left lane would be for people who want to pass–yes–the passing lane.  Not bring to pass or come to pass or pass the buck.  Not passing on, passing over, passing through, passing off, passing out, passing time, or passing away.  The ‘pass another car’ kind of pass.

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We were eating at a local food establishment the other evening (the same exact evening as a nearby university’s dancing wolf snarling Halloween festivities gala activity-o-rama) when what to our wondering eyes did appear but a group of young folks [pause] in the tiniest gear.

Halloween has become the most consistent reason excuse for public near-nudity nonsense.

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One of my favorite Pinterest pins.

 

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Creative people astonish me.

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Vote already. 

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Ever have one of those days when you see your whole head-to-toe self in the reflection of some door–and your eyes get all big–and then you stop walking–and, and you look around all puzzled-like and then look back at the reflection and say: “Of all the things in your closet–of all the things–that’s what you put on?  You. are grounded.”

Pshh–me either.

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Happy Talk-tober 30th.