Ramblings.

Question, how many bowls of Banana Nut Cheerios have I eaten today? Answer, totally unimportant.

You see I believe in things like no matter how many bowls of Banana Nut Cheerios you consume in one day, there can't be anything wrong with it because it specifically says ON THE BOX: made with real bananas. Would Corporate Cereal Making Manufacturers lie to me? Do not answer that question. I choose to be ignorantly blissful. Along with many other things.

Did you know that my wit precedes me and often times puts me in sticky situations where I'm almost expected to produce some kind of clever and quick quip to a statement? Well it does. And I have to. But do I? Well, usually.

I also really like alliteration. I got a twinge of delightfulness when I typed quick quip a few seconds ago. Saying it out loud, sort of a tongue twister. Thank you for just saying it out loud. It makes me feel like I'm not the only one who talks to myself.

You know as I was driving up and down Admiral Way for the four hundredth time this morning, I began thinking a few things, as I often do when I find myself repeatedly driving up and down Admiral Way every day for work.

After I swore I thought I passed Brad Pitt driving, I wondered, do you think they (as in celebrities) get spotted driving by like normal civilians. Do you think any teenager has wound up in a car next to Justin Bieber and been like OOOOOOOOOH MYYYY GAW!

That's all, for now.