And So It Goes...Again

As I drove home from work yesterday, I made a quick stop to pick up a pair of shoes I was intending to return or swap out. So, a block away from home, I was rear-ended. Nothing like my last wreck, thankfully.

Anyway, just a quick note to say hello since apparently I took almost two weeks off here. Real life has been crazy times. I have some pictures to share (not the car, though), and I'll get them up here soon. Maybe I'll even update with other things going on. Maybe an Iron Man 3 review. Maybe not. We'll see.

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600 Times

Turns out this is my 600th post. Go figure that I didn't have anything planned for it.

A quick apology for my absence of late. It wasn't that the A-to-Z burned me out, but a break was needed. The nice thing is that I'm a little more rested than expected, so let's get back into this thing. Join me?

I saw this yesterday and it just made me giggle.

You know, that 12-year-old boy humor kind of giggle. But seriously, come up with a better name. Also, saying "The Hose That Grows." Really?

Well, it's that time of year again. What time is that? The time where I'm driving to work in the morning staring straight into a white hot fireball from 92.96 million miles away.

Makes for some great sunrises, though.

Have great weekends, everyone. I hope you get some relaxing done. And if that's not your thing, I hope you get some writing done.

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Recap & An Accident

I feel like it's been a while. I know I just finished the A-to-Z Challenge, but everything has grown crazy busy in this part of the world, and I feel like I haven't really been blogging. Not up to my standard, I suppose.

At any rate, I hope you enjoyed the Norse Mythology A-to-Z topic. I had fun, so I hope you did, too.

So, yesterday.

I woke up with a bit of a headache, nothing too bad. Due to this fact, I forgot that we were allowed to wear jeans to work yesterday. Not a big deal, in the end, but maybe things would have turned out differently. Here's what I mean.

It has been raining off and on (mostly on) for the last two or three days. When I got out of my car, I stretched my leg to avoid a decent-sized puddle in a divot of the parking lot. As the ground was wet, my shoe slipped. And that's when I ripped the crotch of my pants. Not a lot, but not along the seam, making a repair impossible. Sad, too, because I liked those khakis.

Here's where it gets interesting. To me, anyway.

If I had remembered to wear jeans, would they have split instead? Or would they have been sturdy enough to withstand the stretch and slip? Would the khakis live today? Or was their end inevitable?

I think the real question is this: Why does this kind of thing rattle around in my brain?

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