So anyway, last night I had a craving for lettuce and cucumbers soaked in vinegar. Oh, yeah. Then I had a peanut butter and banana sandwich. Oh, that was goooood.
Then I went to bed a dreamt that Jonah Goldberg was asking me to try to get the phone number of some gal who had tickets to an event observing the fifth anniversary of Dale Earnhardt's death. Very strange.
Posted by Tuning Spork at May 20, 2006 03:25 PM | TrackBack