Stuff on my mind when I’m not thinking anything important

March 18, 2010

Showers are the best places to brainstorm. Ever noticed how the most inane creative ideas come forth some time between the soap rinse and the shampoo lather? Things like children’s books plots about farty sheep and caterpillars (note: There really are children’s books out there about farty sheep and nose-picking caterpillars and monkeys that go potty.  If you’ve ever seen the burping snail in Spongebob Square Pants, you too will be convinced that the writers of the show were insane, high or in the shower when the genius brick hit them on the head).  Or fantasy plans to spend a half-year in Italy to learn Italian, cook risotto and suntan nude.  Or lightbulb moments that inspire blog posts like this one.  So inane creative, right?!

And oh my gosh, Twitter is EVERYWHERE these days.  David Letterman can’t stop talking about it right now on his show.  It was mentioned on Cougartown this week (Courtney Cox is looking really hot these days).  It’s Steve Jobs’ new favourite thing (he totally copied me!).  And my Dad is all of a sudden the newest member of the Twitterati (it’s our new way of bonding).

What do you do if you think you’re allergic to your own dog?  Actually, it seems these days that I’m allergic to everything!  I’m itchy, I’m spotty and I can’t sleep at night because whatever I’m wearing and whatever set of sheets I’m in, it all just feels like sandpaper on my skin.  What is uuuuppp?!  I might need to start keeping a food diary to figure out what the culprit is and since I’m not eating my dog, it can’t possibly be her, right?!

The Public Library systems of the world should follow the Netflix business model.  I’m all for borrowing books from the library.  I spent half my childhood in the library.  Everyday after school in Calgary, instead of braving the daily blizzards that could bury a small child alive on the sidewalks, I spent two hours at the Thornhill Calgary Public Library waiting for my parents to pick me up on their way home from work.  There, at the tender age of 10, I learned about space, dog breeds, violin music, where babies come from and Sigmund Freud’s teachings on Id and the Ego, errr wait, was that Jung?!  It would be so lovely if I could continue to read great books at the fraction of the cost of buying them and without the hassle of actually going to the library in person.  They should borrow some of Netflix’s magic potion mix.  Ask (online) and yee shall receive (in the mail).  Magic!

And oh my gosh, Twitter is all over the Craig Ferguson show as well!  All these people need to stop copying me!  Making Twitter your favourite thing ever was my idea!!!

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