I share…

I remember last week when I had nothing to share but a little pearl of wisdom about carrots. Some of you had some important carrot wisdom to share with me too. I liked that. I share with you, you share with me.

It’s actually one of those important things that you’re supposed to learn way back when you’re a kid, like in preschool or kindergarten.

Sharing.

And that sharing is sometimes very very good. Like when I share all my insane-o thoughts and ramblings with you, or when you share yours with me. Or when K forcibly shares her pretzel sticks with people. Or when the drunk kid dials my phone to tell me he had sex with me on top of a pool table at Fred Meyer last week. That’s sharing. Not sure how that sharing works since I don’t recall having sex on a pool table at Fred Meyer with anyone at all. I didn’t even know Fred Meyer sold pool tables. Besides, if I were going to have sex on a pool table at Fred Meyer I am sure I would have shared that experience with Mr. Kaos and, and I would probably really remember that. So would the good people at Fred Meyer. And probably the police.

But none of that happened (except the phone call) so I am not exactly sure what kind of sharing that would be.

Sharing the imaginary love with strangers?

I just wanted to share something with all of you today.

See, I learned a lot in school.



6 thoughts on “I share…

  1. mielikki says:

    maybe your drunken cell phone caller was Bob, too, and after crashing their 4 wheeler they called you, too. . .sighThanks for sharing!

  2. sybil law says:

    Now don’t even go there! You know you had sex with the stock boy at Fred Meyer!!!Aahhh… prank calls. We would call people at random and talk to them about having sex with them. They almost always fell for it. Fun stuff.

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