Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Whatever

I've been trying to figure out what to write.

It's not that I have nothing to say. Work has been not great and I have concerns about coming times. Songs from The New Mel Brooks Musical Young Frankenstein have been swirling through my head even though I haven't listened to any of the songs since Saturday. And there are other things that could be considered interesting, but I doubt I'd share here anyway. Or there always my opinions on Joss Wheadon's new show, Dollhouse.

Mostly, it's that I don't want to put anything down, I think. Part of my hatred of March.

An odd thing happened yesterday, both my brother (well, one of them) and my mom wrote me e-mails at almost exactly the same time telling me to watch out for early birthday gifts in the mail. Strange. I think I know what the one my mom (parents) sent me is.

What else... I don't know.

I suppose that's it.

10 comments:

Mom said...

Hey! You don't "exactly" know what you're getting from me ...

ticknart said...

I wrote, "I think I know what the one my mom (parents) sent me is."

Nothing exactly about it.

Still, I'm pretty damned sure.

Matt said...

Happy early Birthday! Hope you have a great day.

AE said...

What is she getting for you? I hope it's not the same thing...

geewits said...

When's your birthday? Inquiring minds want to know.

ticknart said...

Matt -- Thanks.

AE -- She said it was book sized, and I doubt it's the same thing.

Geewits -- It's before Easter, this year, but after March.

geewits said...

Playing cryptic are we? Okay my turn:
Is it the same as my husband's?

Jazz said...

Wadidya get? tell tell.

ticknart said...

Geewits -- I doubt it.

Jazz -- Nothing, yet.

ticknart said...

Well, Geewits, I guess now we know it's the same day. Cool.