I'm all caught up in my own brain these days. I've been writing notes to myself when I have an idea that might be useful for the blog as blog topics are best, in my opinion, when they involve external happenings.
Since my world currently consists of gardening, word games, and deciding what I'm thinking about so I can get down to the thinking, I've got to grasp these opportunities when they arise.
"Cigarettes and Chocolate Milk" is a song by Rufus Wainwright that gets stuck in my head with frequency. If you'd like to see if your head is sticky in the same way mine is, go here and scroll down to the samples.
And why is it in this head of mine today? I was craving sweets and a cigarette. For two or three hours I wanted cookies or twizzler bites (the texture is gooood) and to have a cigarette. Not much cigarette, but a taste or two.
So I decided that since I'd wanted this stuff for such a long time that I'd go and get it.
And I did.
Things are so much better now. Mini Chips Ahoy! (who came up with that name?) and mini Nutter Butter cookies saved the day. Two glorious, lung destroying, nicotine filled, pleasure bringing drags of a cigarette didn't hurt either.
So cigarettes and chocolate milk nearly saved the day. An eighth of a cigarette and chocolate chips work for me. It isn't quite as catchy though.
Posted by dotty at May 18, 2004 11:21 PM