Odd Tuesday
I don't post about much of anything so why not post something on Odd Tuesday. Well it's odd to me.
I am addicted to playing games at pogo.com because I love word games, slots, puzzles. Not so much the sim games but definitely word, slots and puzzles. I can be found in a the 50's age group room called "Idiomatics" in a game called Word Whomp. Or, as much as I hate the saying, in a lot of the 50's age group list of rooms there is a room called "Aged to Perfection". I go in there for other fun things like Hog Heaven slots.
Anyway, I find it odd, on this Tuesday anyway, that there is the expression "Aged to perfection". I will never be perfect. I won't even come close to "really imperfect".
Who the hell thinks these things up? Why do people think they're cute? Reality is, reality stinks. Maybe this is why so many people take drugs. Or why I eat. Who knows.
On Twitter I keep getting spam followers. Use certain words and you get these spam accounts that "follow" you. Usually they're trying to sell you something or some other bogus stupid thing. Lately I seem to get hit by the spamming male escorts who would run if they ever saw me. I still get a lot of things in my spam folder urging me to buy replica watches and enlarge my penis. Or it's the Internal Revenue Service warning me about unreported income. IRS doesn't do email. Talk about scams.
It is one odd Tuesday. I am watching Netflix movies tonight and I think I will have a bowl of popcorn for dinner. I don't want to have heavy things on my mind or in my stomach today.
Odd. It's Tuesday. Or is it Tuesday and I'm odd? No, wait... I am always odd. It's just Odd. And Tuesday.
I am addicted to playing games at pogo.com because I love word games, slots, puzzles. Not so much the sim games but definitely word, slots and puzzles. I can be found in a the 50's age group room called "Idiomatics" in a game called Word Whomp. Or, as much as I hate the saying, in a lot of the 50's age group list of rooms there is a room called "Aged to Perfection". I go in there for other fun things like Hog Heaven slots.
Anyway, I find it odd, on this Tuesday anyway, that there is the expression "Aged to perfection". I will never be perfect. I won't even come close to "really imperfect".
Who the hell thinks these things up? Why do people think they're cute? Reality is, reality stinks. Maybe this is why so many people take drugs. Or why I eat. Who knows.
On Twitter I keep getting spam followers. Use certain words and you get these spam accounts that "follow" you. Usually they're trying to sell you something or some other bogus stupid thing. Lately I seem to get hit by the spamming male escorts who would run if they ever saw me. I still get a lot of things in my spam folder urging me to buy replica watches and enlarge my penis. Or it's the Internal Revenue Service warning me about unreported income. IRS doesn't do email. Talk about scams.
It is one odd Tuesday. I am watching Netflix movies tonight and I think I will have a bowl of popcorn for dinner. I don't want to have heavy things on my mind or in my stomach today.
Odd. It's Tuesday. Or is it Tuesday and I'm odd? No, wait... I am always odd. It's just Odd. And Tuesday.
posted by The Mutant Penguin Herself @ 1:07 PM
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