Does it get more exciting that shopping and laundry?

We had lunch at World Sausage then went to Bed Bears & Beyond for a couple new pillows. Then off to Costco. We got some new folding chairs to replace the rickety wooden ones which have been threatening to collapse.

Then home to do massive amounts of laundry. Such an exciting life.

Last night I watched more of the Broadway specials that have been on PBS this week. I've seen more interesting stuff, but I'm glad it's included some things I haven't seen before.

Thank goodness for Livejournal. On dull weeks such as this for me, it's nice to live vicariously through some of you. Except for you. You're not working out. I'll be playing your part.

Mr. Write

jkusters posted today about being an office supply junkie. I just nodded as I read it.

I've always had a passion for paper and pens. I can go down the office supply aisle and enjoy just looking at all the pens. Add an "i," and it's just like me going down the underwear aisle.

My first memory of my attachment to paper and pens is when I was four years old. I found a leather case in the basement that must have reminded me of something I saw a spy carry on TV. I convinced my best friend, Mike Sherman, to help me spy on my sister Kathie and his sister Rita. I put paper and a pen in the leather case, and we snuck around to follow them. I pulled out the paper and pen to write down something about what they were doing. Then I realized that I was four years old and didn't know how to write.