Random Dialogue

One of the most valuable lessons my dad has taught me is this: never go anywhere without a book. Thanks to my pops, I always keep my current read in my car, and when I get to work and realize I've left it on my nightstand, I feel completely lost. I am then forced to pick up a months-old entertainment magazine from the break room to amuse myself during lunch. And then I wander around for the rest of the day in a daze, "Did I really just spend 49 minutes reading about the evolution over the years of Carrie Bradshaw's wardrobe?" I feel like I didn't accomplish anything. Instead of finishing another chapter and adding to the storyline, I just wasted an hour of my day! Not that I'm universally against wasting time. Sometimes that's the best form of therapy. But I'd rather waste an hour with a novel in my hands than a People Magazine from April 2007.

This morning I heard a Chevron commercial on the radio that left me deeply disturbed. In order to conserve the gas in our tanks we are encouraged to drive more slowly. The guy actually said that if you go 55 mph on the highway instead of 65 mph, you can conserve several miles per gallon. Whaaaa? 55 measly miles per hour on the freeway? Seriously? That's at LEAST 20 mph TOO SLOW! Well, if you're taking that genius's advice, you'd better not budge from the right lane, people. Don't even think about flipping on that left blinker!

Breaking news: there is a crazy man dangling from a rope right outside my window! He has metallic reflective sunglasses just like the man chillin' outside the fateful hotel room window on Minority Report. You know, the guy that turns out to be a face on a billboard? The guy outside my window seems to be part of an acrobatic window washing team. It's a bit disconcerting to have a rapelling dude suddenly appear 3 feet in front of my face.

I received great news yesterday. My due date has been moved up from December 18th to December 12th, which is the date they originally gave me. Yay! I graduated 6 whole days during my lunch break! This makes me 20 weeks - I'm halfway done! The punk is 10 1/2 oz, 6 1/2 in. long from head to bottom, and about 10 in. from head to heel - the length of a banana.