A Typical Day.
Well, today was going to be the day that I posted my writeup revealing The Answer To Everything, but since Garrett hit me upside with this Madlibs meme business, you’ll have to wait a few more days to find meaning in your existence.
And it goes a little something like this:
A typical day for J to the Dizzital.
On a typical day I wake up, wash the papaya residue from my armpits and put on my chinos. I say goodbye to Zsa Zsa Gabor and I jet to a space staion where I am a designer. I feel ambivalent about what I do, sure I’d rather be a corn-shucker in Anytown, USA, but this pays the bills and buys me lots of tribbles that I can punt.
My morning is pretty ho-hum. Aside from my 836,347,362 trips to the lavatory to plot world domination and my zesty encounter with Garrett, it’s just the same every day.
I break for lunch and draw with Bill Gates over a clammy plate of sushi. A quick jaunt to Best Buy to shoot the breeze with Abel, who’s a total Jedi warrior, and it’s back to the grind, until 12:01 when I jump in my puce Gremlin and head for home.
My evening is spent playing Yahtzee and listening to Neil Diamond while rolling around the living room wishing I was Rocky Balboa and drinking all sorts of sparkling water. Then it’s off to bed where I dream of Jeannie(what else?) and Ryan Sims in a leisure suit(wha…?).
Three people to whom I am passing this here meme:
- George W. Bush (Yes, again)
- Abel Rios
- Chuck Mallott
