monday meaningless musings. absolutely none of this is terribly important.

things have been a little heavy lately. or super heavy.

life.

and other things.

heavy.

so in a vain attempt at lightening the weight of such topics as life, death, love, and loss, here are a few things that i’m distracting myself with pondering:

#1. Continenal Airlines gives you free earphones for the purpose of allowing you to have audio in your ears while flying for 5 hours in a seat with way too few inches of leg room. the earphones suck. and they break. they should really tag team with bose and step things up a notch. i’m already paying nine thousand dollars for the flight and an additional unforgiveable fee to pack a bag and take it with me (as if the notion of people taking a change of clothes with them is astounding). so what gives, party people? help a girl out.

[don’t bother using them at home either. pull out the bose. or walk to your car and grab your overpriced iPhone earbuds. overpriced because you lost the first pair and had to re-up. and in the car because if you don’t keep them there, you will always leave the house without them and that whole hands-free talking mandate is not a joke.]

 

#2. if you are my facebook friend, you may have seen one of these two images a couple of days ago . . . these people are for real . . . and i work with them . . . this concerns me . . .

apparently it was “wear your douchiest jacket to work” day and no one told me.

 

#3: new york city is beautiful. period.

 

#4: i once wore purple pants and meant it.

there is nothing else to say about this except WAY TO DROP YOUR DIGNITY, MARCY.

[everyone had an awkward stage. this was mine. just in case that wasn’t clear.]

 

#5: my dad and brothers (and cousins and uncles and friends and friends of friends) shoot guns and i like it.

[that is Papa’s cowboy hat, by the way. i like that, too.]

 

#6: beer and football go hand in hand. and especially when you accidentally order the “large” beer not realizing you will be served a gallon of whatever is on tap.

[don’t be fooled by the image. this required a double fisting type of situation. the glass is bigger than my head.]

 

#7: and on a similar note: world’s smallest beer mug fruity girly cocktail glass ever does not belong in this picture. or anywhere, for that matter. Landmark Tavern, you are fired.

 

#8: a massive sky can be remarkably good for the soul.

but i’m still never moving to arizona. ever. if i find myself missing any part of it, all i have to do is preheat the oven to 450 and stick my head inside.

 

#9: it would be weird if dogs didn’t have tails.

 

#10: i can’t think of a number ten. but i’m sure i could come up with something. give me an hour or two.

okay. g’bye.