Thursday, January 22, 2009

On the Road

Sometimes, in my motel room, I will read or see something that just is almost unbelievable. Since I have no one to make a comment to, I will stand up, look in the mirror and say:

What the f*** was that?

Do I need help?


Gwen said...

I talk to my dogs. I can't say talking to yourself in the mirror is any weirder.*

*You may not want to gauge your sanity by what seems normal to me.

Captain Crab said...


Thank you for the vote of confidence, I think.

Stephen Wilson said...

I DO recommend the motel mirror as opposed to a pocket one. Just in case you’re next to people you don’t want to talk to, another time you read something weird.