TP countdown. Today I wanted to have a discussion with the family on the dwindling supply of TP in our house, considering we have less than ten rolls left for three people. We probably use one roll each day between the three of us, and that means that we’ll probably be running out next week sometime. What to do when this happens?
In the wake of all the potential closures of stores and venues, the options of increasing our supply of TP is getting slimmer and slimmer. I will keep you apprised of all the changes to our TP situation.
The worst thing for me right now is the recent snow fall, since I am unable to go out to get groceries (or more specifically, soda). I really want a soda, a Cherry Coke or Wild Cherry Pepsi would do down real good right now. Add insult to injury I am out of coffee creamer and after tomorrow I will be out of coffee beans.
In light of “Roll Up The Rim” season, I should probably get myself a coffee from Tim’s tomorrow. Although, I don’t know what I could be doing. I want my soda, I want a coffee. I’d like to try that new Coke Energy.
What does this have to do with Entertaining the masses? Nothing really, it’s my mAss on the couch and I am keeping it entertained but not as malnourished as I would like.
I have been entertained a bit lately, having watched several movies in the past few days. I watched Car Wash, Pulp Fiction, Spencer Confidential, Blended, and Once Upon a Time in Hollywood.
I love watching movies. The only movies I don’t watch are natural disaster or war movies. Of the movies that I’ve watched in the past two days, two of them are Quentin Tarantino movies, and I’m always lost when watching them, there’s a story in there but it doesn’t seem to be cohesive.
I don’t know. I guess I just watch what I watch and hope in the end it makes sense. I do know that watching most movies with a bit of THC makes the movies so significantly longer, whatever I watch seems to drag on and on and on and on.
To quote a joke from Pulp Fiction. Three tomatoes are walking down the street, momma tomato, daddy tomato, and baby tomato. As they are walking down the street, baby tomato keeps lagging behind. Daddy tomato goes back finally and squishes baby tomato and says Ketchup!