…sync up with their lips, that’s what i think

My latest dream: being at Lisa’s house for Thanksgiving dinner, along with a whole bunch of random people including my parents. I did not have any shoes, and I needed some to go roller skating after dinner, so Lisa dug around in her closet and asked me what size I wore. I told her, and she pulled out a pair of low-cut red leather roller skates. They fit. I asked her why she had a pair of skates that weren’t her size, and she said that she found them out by the dumpster. I put on the skates but I couldn’t get my footing so I had to crawl on my stomach across the house to the dining table so I could eat.

Women’s Expo is this Saturday and Sunday. There’s a tilted mirror above the stage — woot!!! It’ll be just like being on a cooking show. We aren’t allowed to give samples, but we plan to make the ratatouille and send the aroma of sizzling garlic and tomatoes throughout the showroom floor. We’re on at lunchtime, so with any luck, this will translate into sales!!

Random thoughts: IKEA. Baby wiener dogs, approximately $100 per pound. The angels want to wear my red shoes. Gothic weasel stomp. Carnation Instant Bitch. The Ben Stiller Show is really damn funny. Strapping Leslie into a lawnchair on the roof of the Mini Cooper. Tofu and brown rice. Hey! Are you talking to me? Or are you just practicing for one of those performances you do? HA!