I REFUSE to get into a debate about Chick-Fil-A, Gabby’s ponytail, or breastfeeding. Everyone has an opinion* and I doubt if anyone wants to have mine thrown into the mix.
My kvetch about the whole Chick-Fil-A day is that all y’all folks talking about chicken on Facebook and Twitter: would it have killed you to bring me something? Someone HAD to be near Upper Darby. I would have preferred pizza, but as my grandmother says: Hard times make a monkey eat an onion.
What had happened was… I walked to work, and I left my wallet home because as usual, I was rushing. Totally my fault. All the post about chicken made me hungry.
What’s on my mind?
Most of my blogging buddies are in New York City soaking up knowledge and networking with other writers. For the life of me I can’t understand why I’m not there. I heard everyone talking about BlogHer. I saw posts about what people were wearing. I read tweets about navigating it. Even Sleeping Beauty got her ish together to go. Hold the phone! I was present for all of these things in body only. I need to get it together!
CNN has ruined the Olympics. Back in ’07 I was a political junkie, frantically keeping up with the latest news about the Presidential campaign. I never changed the settings for my text alerts, so I get news about the going ons in the world. Watching the Olympics used to be a family thing, but now the surprise of seeing the US take gold has been eliminated with CNN dying to bring me the news.
*I will say this: opinions are like a$$holes, everyone has one.