I Don’t Trust Furry Lobsters
I’m feeling rather scatter-brained this morning so please bear with me.
I was reading the Metro newspaper this morning and they had a photo of a recent discovery: the furry lobster. Apparently, this little crustacean resides 900 miles off Easter Island…7,500 feet below the surface of the water. It’s a WHITE lobster with blonde fur.
It scared me. How does hair/fur grow on an ecto-skeleton? I don’t like it, I tell you. It’s just not right. HMMMM – will this be the new white meat?
As I was walking along Mass Ave to work I passed this old record store (that’s really a “record” store selling vinyl). In the window they had an old album (probably from the 50’s or 60’s) called “Gunfight Ballads”. I suspect it’s an album of instrumentals used in the background of cowboy movies, but all I could imagine were love songs about domestic violence.
Today is Wednesday, but i keep thinking it’s Thursday. I’m not sure why it is, but since my classes began in January I’ve come in to work every Wednesday under the impression that it was actually Thursday. I simply can’t explain it.
I realized last night that I gave birth to this blog two years ago on Sunday (March 12th). I should probably celebrate somehow. Any suggestions?
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Retrospective? “Best of Karl”? Striptease? The possibilities are endless…
You could send out cards to all of your loyal readers for their patronage.
Sort of like Ethan Reynolds of “Bratboyschool” blog fame did for Valenines day.
Maybe let us vote on your best blog entries? I certainly enjoyed the Pocky one… 😉
A furry lobster with butter. Yech! I think we should all be very VERY scared.