The Dinosaur Sandwich



I keep hoping for Spring to come and cover the countryside in green, but as you can see, it's still pretty brown where I'm at. I thought it might come today because I grabbed my leather jacket on the way out as opposed to my heavy winter coat and was warm in even that. But on the drive to work I took a look at the road and remembered that my Pop-Pop used to say you could always tell Spring was coming by the amount of roadkill on the road. As I barely saw any, I had a hunch it just might not be time yet.

I had a fairly standard day at work -- drink coffee, code medical stuff, read pathology reports, check my cell for messages, drink more coffee, make sarcastic comments to my co-workers, check insurance information, etc etc. Oh, and at one point there was a mass of people swarming around my desk to check out my Sea-Monkeys. I'm shocked at how many people don't know what Sea-Monkeys are! But of course by the time I got out the temperature had dropped, the wind picked up, and it was raining. At least it wasn't snow!



When I got home I decided to make like a hermit this evening and seek companionship in a dinosaur shaped sandwich. Sure the obvious thing would be to talk to someone that I might get a decent conversation with, but it would just seem stupid if I made dinosaur noises over the phone, or for that matter, typing dinosaur sounds. I'm not sure how my buddy Erin would take it if I wrote back to her message of, "I was so nervous for you," with a steady, "RROOOOAAWWRRRRR!" So instead I'm going to sit here and play with my dinosaur sandwich.

GRROOAAWWWWWW!!!

 

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