Add a Catchy Title
it says "add a catchy title". well, I can't think of a catchy title. I don't like this idea of "branding me". it reminds me of where "Brand" came from. take a shaped piece of metal, stick it into the fire until it is hot enough to sear the shape into flesh. apply red hot shaped metal onto flesh. and now I am supposed to "brand" myself. nah. I'll pass. Paris Hilton is "rebranding herself". well. that's terrible.
so. here's the deal
I'm grouchy today.
I hurt my ankle at my social media manager's house yesterday and I can't walk without pain. actually, sitting here, it hurts. my foot hurts. and it's a pretty day outside. but I won't go outside because my foot hurts.
so, I'm sitting inside, on a pretty day, which are few and far between, thinking about branding myself.
reminds me of the movie City Slickers.
I liked that movie. and I am old enough to remember seeing it in the theater.
and laughing myself sick.
oh that was a fun time.
it was at The Thunderbird. a campus movie theater, one screen, unusual as it had parking across the street.
same theater where I saw Silence of the Lambs and decided there and then to become rail thin because the bad guy liked chubby girls. (if that's a spoiler to you then you have had a really sheltered existence because that movie is over 30 years old)
where was I? oh yes, branding myself.
and City Slickers.
oh, and I failed at my endeavor to become rail thin.
ahhhhhhhh another thing to beat myself up about next time I can't sleep at night.
so, I hurt my ankle at my social media manager's house, the one with the free range cats.
I hurt it but doing NOTHING. I have now reached a point in my life where I can hurt myself by existing. how does that happen? when you're a child you can fall downstairs in a walker made of 6 bicycle spokes, a plastic plate and 6 wheels and you're fine (my brother actually did this. I need to find a picture of that walker now). now, as an adult, I am sitting still, minding my own business, exchanging oxygen for carbon dioxide and I hurt my ankle.
here's his walker
not a scratch. but then again, he is a Superman.
he never ceases to impress me.
no, you don't get a picture of him. I don't even know you.
I wanted to talk about something else. for example, I was perusing other blogs and I am a little disappointed by the new company I'm in.
it's not exactly life saving, but, maybe it's entertaining.
I'm going to go get some iced tea. have a good day everyone