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Not so random thought

Tuesday, January 31st, 2012 by Dawn Summers

I’m going to teach myself Mandarin. Nobody ask any questions.

Not so random observation

Thursday, January 26th, 2012 by Dawn Summers

Every January, Fisch finds a new and creative way to tell me to stop feeling sorry for myself.

Not so random thought

Tuesday, December 13th, 2011 by Dawn Summers

I don’t know how December 21, 2011 became December 13, 2011 in my head, but I’m going to assume lots of 30-year-olds screw up their doctor appointment times in this fashion.

Also, don’t tell twitter. Twitter is judgy.

Not so random question

Thursday, November 10th, 2011 by Dawn Summers

Okay, so what’s the non-psycho way of saying “No, not red exactly… but that color the Cove turned when the fishermen stabbed all the dolphins to death” ?

Not so random question

Wednesday, July 20th, 2011 by Dawn Summers

I am as charming as I think I am, right?

Please remember it is the birthday season. And I am not afraid of violence.

On the other hand, I think I’m really really really extremely charming… so… um…you know what… nevermind.

*backs away from post slowly*

Not so random thought

Thursday, June 23rd, 2011 by Dawn Summers

VinNay does NOT fully appreciate my comic genius. So, I’m taking my talents to South Beach.

Gazing in a naveluar direction

Wednesday, June 15th, 2011 by Dawn Summers

1. Making up words should be encouraged, especially if it’s quite clear what you mean when you use it AND it’s equally clear you aren’t just thinking of another word. I call that the Palin clause.

2. In deciding whether to watch the Mets game or the Stanley Cup Finals, it dawned on me that my watching either will have no effect on the outcome of either. Then I began to wonder what the point of watching any sporting ever is and decided to blog instead.

3. No one ever tells me the random things they remember about me, clearly this is a weird thing to do and I should stop.

4. I think it’s funny when I use mathematical terms for narrational purposes, but others assume that they have mathematical meaning. It reminds me of the time a man at the Borgata got all mad that his flush had been beaten by a higher flush in two pots less than fifteen minutes. After the second loss, he angrily pushes his chair away from the table and yells “what are the odds of two flush over flush hands in one orbit?” And when someone unhelpfully answered “7:1.” He goes “Huh? What are you talking about?”

5. Luther Vandross was a good singer. He should have had a bigger career. No pun intended.

6. I have a weird callous on my right hand. Like super weird. It kind of has a face.

7. It’s good to have people that you’re never too drunk to text.
7a. It’s good that when you’re drunk you know who those people are.
7b. Cellphones have no place in bars.

8. Now I’m just rambling.

9. That’s right. Thoughts prior to number 8 were NOT rambles. Ramblings.

10. No, YOU’RE WEIRD! #rude

Not so random question

Sunday, June 12th, 2011 by Dawn Summers

Why am I looking into bouncey house rentals in Brooklyn for my thirtieth (shut it) birthday party?

Not so random thought

Wednesday, June 1st, 2011 by Dawn Summers

As we approach the All-Star break, it occurs to me that I have WAY WAY WAY less pictures of adorable babies in Mets outfits than I should. WAY!

It’s almost like these parents are ashamed of their children’s new MLB team. #HMPPH

Not so random thought

Tuesday, April 19th, 2011 by Dawn Summers

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This trash can is too damn high.

Can I run for Mayor on the platform “MTA garbage cans need to be low enough for drunk women to vomit in them, but high enough to keep out the rats”?

I am newly unemployed and highly intoxicated, so we’ll mark this thought as “multi-tasking.”

Also, alcogol is evil. Dr. Who is awesome.

Excuse me…I think my train is…