Jonathan Swift Rolls Over

I wonder if it's meant to be satire when the Gulliver's Travels ads tell us that "he wakes up in a 3D world."

Does he live in a 2D world usually?

So, hoping, satire.

Coincidences

I wonder why it is that when you are reading about something, it seems to come up everywhere.

Like when I read a book about Jackson, Mississippi and then it was a setting on True Blood.

I mean, how often do you hear about Jackson, MS? And then twice in a weekend?

Weird.

Mexican morning

I wonder why restaurants don't serve breakfast quesadillas.

I made one this morning, and it was so good.

I plan to have more. With chorizo, if possible.

Survivor

I wonder why Russell is such a douche.

Also, Coach. And Parvati.

Comments

I wonder why my friends rarely comment on my blog.

Maybe they're not reading...

Cinco de Mayo

I wonder if Mexicans think Americans are crazy.

We celebrate a Mexican holiday they don't even really care about.

I think people just need a reason to drink margaritas and yell, "Ole!"

Jersey Girl

I wonder what life would be like if I never moved from NJ.

I would have gone to the smart kid school for a few years, and I'm sure I would have liked it. And would have been on the fast track to a smartie pants job, like doctor or lawyer. But... then my social side would have taken over.

I think weekends at the boardwalk would have been in order. Lots of them... I think I would have turned out to be a crazy party girl... dancing, karaoke, hanging with friends.

So not much different... just a little more liver damage!

Lost Losties

I wonder if we are ever going to get some closure on Walt.

Also, where the hell are Rose and Bernard (and Vincent)? Just when I stopped worrying about them, I had to start again.

I'm guessing Walt is gone for good.

Too bad. I want to find out how he can kill birds with his mind.

SWF

I wonder why Ellen started her status update with "I wonder"...

I think she's trying to make the blog... It would have fit in here just right...

Too bad she didn't make it this time. Maybe a different time!

Bad Timing

I wonder why my Zumba set came today, rather than last week when I was learning new routines.

Luckily, there was a Ricky Martin song I was working on, already choreographed for me.

Maybe tomorrow I can teach it...