Ok so I've had my wedding gown picked out since I was about 13, and my honeymoon location picked out about a month ago. Granted, there's no groom yet so those things are subject to change. But this WILL NOT change: the bridal prep room, no matter where it is (hotel, my bedroom, a random room in a church basement) WILL NOT have a clock, a pair of scissors, or anything alcoholic. It WILL have one bridesmaid with a watch, rope, and the authority (maybe jujitsu knowhow) to kick my butt. This will not happen to me.
In other news, I've had a lot of time at work where there's really nothing to be done. I have overheard a quote, come up with one of my own, and found something.
Overheard quote: "That's so big its big!"
My own: "I'm procrastinating like there's no tomorrow." Think about it. If I put off 'till tomorrow what could be done today, and I'm doing it like there's no tomorrow, I'm basically deciding not to do it. Clever huh? Ok way too much time on my hands.
Found something: I broke open a roll of dimes into the register, and lo and behold, its not $5.00 worth of dimes in there. Its $4.91. How does this happen you ask? One "dime" was a penny. Pennies are bigger than dimes, how could it have fit into the roll? you ask. Well, I'll tell you. This penny has been worn smooth to the point where Lincoln has become Lincoln's ghost. The edges are worn enough that it has the same approximate circumference as a dime, and about the same thickness too. I kept it, because my imagination began to run when I saw it. I wonder where that penny has been. No one knows the date it was made, maybe its a really old one, or maybe it is from last year. If its from last year, how did it manage to achieve its present condition in so short a time? It reminds me of a story I had to write in 8th grade about the journey of a penny. Actually maybe it was more like 5th. It wasn't a good story. I think my penny fell in the ocean and got eaten by a fish. And that was the end.
Ok that's all.
EDIT: Why would a fish eat a penny?
Saturday, January 27, 2007
incessant mind ramblings.
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There have been moments throughout time, my favorite young storywriter from NJ, that thoughtless clods actually filed down pennies to make them the same size and thickness as dimes to cheat at parking meters, toll booths and bus collection bins. Silly, really, how much time and effort was put forth to save a mere nine cents, yet amusing it is nonetheless to find one of these 'clod cents' in change. I've found only one in my lifetime, but I've also found a hollowed out penny and a gold-coated CT quarter, in addition to countless wheat pennies and silver dimes.
Still no Indian Head penny, though. Sorry.
I actually have a nickel and a penny that look like there's some sort of bronze metal in them. Think they're worth anything?
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