Happy Halloween!
I wouldn’t typically make a big deal out of Halloween. But with a picture this cute I couldn’t resist.
Caller Three
Our local radio station is running a contest to win Madonna tickets. I have officially become that guy in the movie One Crazy Summer who sits by the phone all summer long waiting for the damn jingle. I’ve heard the jingle, I’ve called the radio station, and I’ve been caller three - twice. All the other attempts have been greeted with a busy signal or infinite ringing. Yesterday I could sense the jingle was coming so I had my cell phone ready to go, number programmed, keypad unlocked, thumb on the talk button and then I dropped my phone. The battery popped out and as I was searching for it on the floor of my car there was the jingle.
Funny thing is, I didn’t even want to go to the concert this year. I really don’t need another half hour of Madonna playing classical guitar during La Isla Bonita. No offense Madge. But ever since the contest started all I want is to be caller ten…not caller three.
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Tom bought a jump rope today. It’s one of the secret weapons he has in his arsenal to win his office fitness challenge. We went to the backyard and he gave it a couple of twirls, even threw in a little fancy footwork. I rolled my eyes and said give me that thing. Well that was embarrassing. My complete inability to jump rope. What? Was I never 10 before? Tom took the rope back, gave me a couple of pointers, and continued his jumping and his feet shuffling and his showing off. Err.
Anyway, good luck during the challenge. You’re off to a good start…you rope jumper you.
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