Play…………Work.

I have been sitting here for five minutes trying to think of a way to eke a post out of what is in front of me, that being a glass of wine, a bag of Spicy Thai Kettle Chips, and two stacks of overdue library books. It can’t be done, I tell you. The revolver in my NaBloPoMo sidebar button is looking more and more menacing. Yesterday I was reduced to posting a picture of myself holding a chicken (in which I am looking fondly at the ground, possibly thinking “Mmm…fricassee”).
And so, I am throwing myself on your mercy:
What do you want me to talk about? Are you dying to hear my opinion on sleep (pro) or violence (anti)? Do you yearn for more tales of my wacky, mixed up ovaries? Or, perhaps you are more interested in current events–just who should win America’s Next Top Model, anyway?

I can tell you right now that these hot, gingery potato chips are a regular taste sensation. In fact, here are my predictions for 2007, six weeks early:

In:……………………………………..Out:
Spicy Thai Kettle Chips………..Spelt
Britney……………………………….K-Fed
Pretty…………………………………Ugly
Sanity…………………………………Leggings
Cats……………………………………Dogs
Ice Cream……………………………Spelt
Rory…………………………………..Lorelei
Democrats…………………………..Republicans
Baths………………………………….Showers
Friday Night Lights……………..Actual Football
Wedding Rings…………………….Engagement Rings
The New……………………………..The Old