THE DAILY DIVERSION

Okay, so one of these actually sounds pretty good, right? Yes, I thought so, and it just so happens that I consider myself a "sexy bitch" too! However, that's not what the title refers to. These were two focal points of a dream I had last night. Yes, I actually wrote a couple of things down.

What was going on was that I was with a huge group of friends in some big city where one of them lived. Anyway, my buddy keeps telling me that we have to go to "Grmhgpy's" (I couldn't make out the name of the place, and he said it at least ten times) because it's the only place where you could dance on the constitution. Not sure what that means, but you could supposedly do it there.

So, we go to this restaurant and the first thing that happens is we all sit down at this huge table and the server comes by and throws a huge turkey sandwich on the plates in front of us. He starts talking and says something like "Every time you hear (inaudible) you have to say 'SEXY BITCH'. Then, for every pound, (again inaudible) you have to do this dance!" The dance was kind of like the running man, but you had to get up on the table to do it.

It was all really odd, to tell the truth. He ended up asking a friend of mine (I guess, I don't really know who it was) that was sitting at the other end of the table some question, and everyone shouts out "Sexy bitch" and they all start getting up on the table to do the dance. I was just kind of sitting there. I was clueless. Such is life I guess.

Anyway, that was my crazy dream for the night! I've decided to start doing something on here, or maybe starting another blog about it, but, I'm going to start here, today. What I'm going to call it is my "Rules of Thumb". I'm always telling Adrianne, "As a rule of thumb, you should..." They're always little tidbits about anything and everything. It kind of came to me last night, right as I was trying to go to sleep. I'll try to post one everyday. Some may be helpful, most probably won't be though.

So, without further adieu...

Rule of Thumb #1:

Unless you were born in Bombay, have extensive knowledge of the backstreets of Calcutta, know where Muzaffarnagar is, or have the last name of Patel, then you probably should not try eating Indian food on three consecutive days. It's just not in your best interest. Believe me!

**EDIT: I started up another blog just for these "Rules". Check in HERE to see the details. It's not pretty, just yet, but I haven't had too much time to work on it. However, the rules will be there. I'll try to put a reminder on here every day though.**