I know that is kinda the point of potluck…
POTLUCK: now with 73% more randomness!
Does that mean that there is still 27% non-randomness?
Note to self: When you write things that provide ACTUAL information, people will come read.
Note to self: Note that Google is never sending people looking for a potluck.
Note to self: Why does Google hate potluck?
Note to Google: Why do you hate potluck?
Note to self: Noting Google INSIDE potluck might not be the most efficient way of addressing Google issues.
Renamed due to Skecher’s Shape Ups to…How firm is Holly’s butt?*
*Holly realizes how lame this segment has become and doesn’t have a good reason for it, but will continue to milk it for awhile just to amuse herself.
This week I was put into Comment Nirvana within MINUTES of publishing last week’s potluck in the rain because of this…
Holly's Beet Jello is melting in the dark
All the sweet, red beets flowing down ¦
Someone left the potluck in the rain
I don't think that I can take it
˜Cause it took so long to make it
And I ™ll never try that recipe again
Thank you Heidi! You combined my annoying tendency to replace song lyrics with the word potluck in one of the world’s most annoying songs.
Last Monday I did end up going to the NASCAR race that was postponed due to rain. I took Rhett(4) and met my dad at Texas Motor Speedway. It was very muddy out there, but a good excuse to use my SUV’s 4 wheel drive to park in a place that not everyone could access (I can write this because blog-Stedman doesn’t read my blog and it was his car). I wasn’t sure how Rhett would do at the race…I mean, it WAS 500 miles of cars going around, and around, and around, and around…
He did GREAT. He watched and ate junk food and asked questions that no one could hear. He got a little antsy just about the time a big wreck happened right in front of us which opened up a whole new world of trucks – big tow trucks, ambulances, road cleaning, sweeping and blowing trucks, etc. Overall it was a good, good day.
One crumpled up dollar that made it through the washer and dryer, the Chevy hat that I won playing Traverse Tetris and a pair of child’s safety scissors.
We just got back from a road trip to San Antonio for blog-Stedmans work and if I don’t make it to the grocery store tomorrow we will be eating that hat for lunch.
I hope for you today that your your potluck was not left in the rain and you can locate the 27% that is not random.