If there’s one thing I haven’t been doing a lot of lately, it’s thinking about my future. Okay, sure, I’ve been worrying about it, imagining the best and worst scenarios, but I haven’t really thought about it (unintentional Funny Girl reference, sorry, they just happen sometimes). Actually, the top three things I thought about this past week were:
1. Vampire logistics (obviously)
2. What’s for lunch
3. Whatever happened to Peabo Bryson
Seriously, what happened to him? According to wikipedia, that chanteur of the golden era of Disney lost everything (including his Grammys) to the tax man, but that’s about all it says. I want to know where he came from, and why he was chosen for Disney duet semi-greatness, and where he went, and why he is named Peabo.
These are the things I choose to think about over my future.
I made Irish soda bread yesterday, as is my St. Patrick’s day custom. I brought in a loaf (alright…three-quarters of a loaf) to share today, only to realize no one else is in the office. Possibly not even the building, considering it’s spring break. I’m tempted to just leave for the day, but there’s also some sort of repair work going on in the foyer, so my exit is blocked by CAUTION DO NOT CROSS THIS TAPE OR DEATH IS A DEFINITE POSSIBILITY, AND THAT DEATH WILL BE YOURS, SO YOU SHOULD JUST BACK AWAY AND GO BACK TO WORK tape. So once again, I’m alone on a holiday. I don’t really mind this — especially since this means more soda bread for me (guess we’ve answered thought number 2 from above) — but I’m sort of wondering what it means.
Things to think about this week:
1. What is the deal with my solitary existence
2. What’s for lunch and other meals as well
3. Should I buy the full series of “Buffy the Vampire Slayer” on DVD, or should I save my money for surviving the black abyss that is the thing I’m most definitely NOT thinking about