Isn't it ironic? Don'tcha think?
It's like rain... when you're on your way home. So, that's why I'm at Arielle's house. But am I hanging out with her? No, she's at work. Isn't it ironic?
I'm having a good time, though. I'm being a little helpful while her mom bakes a cake. I sprayed the pans. Oh, yeah.
I still think it's weird that, the first time I'm at her house all summer, she had to be at work. This is a sign that she works too hard. And too frequently.
So, anyways, my summer... I went to Michigan. That was so much fun. I wish I had been there longer. Oh, if Nick is reading this, I went to Ruby Tuesday's. And, just for you, I found chicken parmesan on the menu. But I got soup, sorry.
I also went to Wyoming to see my big brother, Dan. And now, tons of people are saying, "What? You have a big brother?" Yes, I do. And he's awesome. Anyway, while we were up there, I got to drive a locomotive. Does everyone understand? I got to drive a LOCOMOTIVE!!!! How freaking cool is that? I also saw Mt. Rushmore, which was one of the biggest letdowns of my life. Sorry, but it was. We went to Jewel Cave and the Badlands. And I got to pet Henrietta, the friendly buffalo. No joke.
Anybody who reads this, and has my cell number, should call me because it has been kinda lame back in St. Marys.
posted by incurable optimist @ 5:05 PM
2 Comments:
Dear Betsiola,
We're so sorry! This happened once before... 1983 to be exact. A 27-year-old schizophrenic man was similarly disappointed with this most wonderful monument. In his case it had to do with a running dispute half of him had with Thomas Jefferson over the Louisiana Purchase.
Do you have a similar dispute with one of the presidents on Mt. Rushmore? We'd be happy to mediate if you think that would help.
By the way, in the previous case we were able to help the person see things in a different way by suspending them upside down from Lincoln's nose -- using a bungee cord, of course. Are you interested in a similar enlightening experience?
Please contact us if we can be of any further service.
Cheerfully yours,
The Committee To End Disappointing Mt. Rushmore Experiences
As a matter of fact, that bungee cord idea sounds delightful. As long as I am nowhere near Roosevelt. I am deeply opposed to the Panama Canal. All canals, in fact. But the one in Panama, especially.
You see, it tore directly through a future diamond mine belonging to my fourth cousin three times removed on my mother's side. This is obviously the reason she now lives in a dog park.
Anything that can be done to perk up my emotions after such a disappointing event would be most welcome. There should be pamphlets for this committee at the front gate.
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