Thursday, April 21, 2011

This n That...But Mostly Nothing

Well that's just great. I've been kicked out of my house. I'm camped out at Kim's house while my own home is being overrun with testosterone and boring chit chat. Geo's having his Investment Club over to our house, so there are like a dozen dudes blabbing about God-knows-what and watching some dumb-o powerpoint presentations. All I know is that in preparation for his esteemed guests, Geo put out a bowl of Sun Chips and a bowl of Reese's Pieces. That's it. So yeah, I'm sitting at Kim's watching Swamp People. Just your average Girls' Night Out, I guess.

Anyway, I'm spent on writing this week, I'm not going to lie. In college, one of my professors told us that if we were ever struggling with writer's block, to write about our sock drawer. First, that's dumb. Writing about a sock drawer is about as boring as, well, a sock drawer. Second, Kim won't let me anywhere near her sock drawer. Ugh, rude, Kim.

I just asked Kim if I should just write about socks. She said "Sure!" and I said "I'm joking. No one writes about socks." And Kim, disappointed, says, "Well, I really like socks. Geez."

Rather than make you all suffer through a half-hearted post about something like socks, I'm going to let you all off the hook. Lots of people have work off tomorrow anyway, so it's like their weekend has already started and they aren't reading this anyway. (If a blogger blogs and no one is there to read it, does it really matter if the blogs any good? NO.)

But I will leave you with this lovely random thought: When a group of guys get together, and you accidentally walk into the end of their investment club meeting, this subject WILL come up: "Hey! We could just buy a place in Las Vegas and hold meetings THERE once a year!" Then everyone will talk about craps and roulette and some unimaginative forms of adult entertainment. That, my dear friends, will be your cue to take cover and go running to solace of your own room. And there, I promise you, you will come up with a great topic for a blog, but it will be far too late to start over from scratch.

Have a great weekend, everyone! And my hope is that we all come back on Sunday with some great stories, and full-hearted blogs! With that in mind, here's yet another randomly awesome song that I love so much. I plan on going out with my family this weekend and dancing, and you can bet your Easter baskets that this is the song I will be shaking my booty to! Welcome back, James Van Der Beek!


Grandmaman said...

Your non-blogs are still more intersting than anything else on-line! Have a happy Easter!

Anonymous said...

let me know if they are thinking about investing in pennystocks! I will give them plenty of advise in that dept! As in stay away! Far away! No such thing as a free lunch! Or a free trip to Vegas!

Pharon Square said...

Anonymous - I couldn't agree more. I don't know what a pennystock is, but it sounds shady. Pennies are good for exactly one thing: trading in for quarters. I'll be sure, though, to pretend I know what I'm talking about and warn the guys about this.

If I were to invest in something, Anonymous, what should I invest in? Any free tips??

Anonymous said...

Well in the words of the greatest investment advisor of all times - Warren Buffet - The best investment you can make is an investment in yourself.

But I don't think he was talking about buying shoes or purses!

Pharon Square said...

Ha! I like Warren Buffet. He seems crazy smart, but also like he'd enjoy cheeseburgers in paradise. Wait, he IS the same person as Jimmy Buffet, right?

I'm going to go ahead and decide they are (like Clark Kent and Superman). I like my economists to know a thing or two about the undervalued statement a Hawaiian shirt can make...