During a phone call, I began half-focusing on my dark-colored kitchen countertop, that, depending upon your point of view, has the advantage or disadvantage of not showing up dirt (advantage). Suddenly, I noticed animated laminate. Next I see dozens of black ants, swarming all over a large jar of honey, trying to get in like a bunch of frustrated losers in front of Studio 54.
Excuse me. I have a calendar. Winter’s problem is that the next school make-up day will be a Saturday. Ants are a spring problem who check out the opened package of Peeps lying around because you forgot the seasons changed. What is this dishonesty?
Well, I have a disco you guys are eligible to enter. It’s a little white plastic building with many doors left over from the four-pack I bought last spring.
“It is spring,” say the ants.
“The stuff in the white thing is really good honey,” say I.
March 1, 2011 at 10:57 pm
It is spring. I saw tulips blooming last Saturday – sticking right up out of the ground, doing their thing. And my mockingbird’s back – the one who starts singing at 4 a.m. and doesn’t quit for hours.
I wonder if that bird would eat ants?
OH! Blog power! I got my first-ever set of address labels in the mail this week, from Amnesty International. How I landed on their list or why they think I deserve labels I don’t know. Maybe Google read our exchange and sent them a note. It’s just funny.
March 5, 2011 at 7:54 pm
You will be wallpapering with labels in a matter of months!