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Tuesday, August 18, 2020

School Days, TeachErotica

Dear Sillies,
   For your sake, I sure hope none of you has to do the home-schooling thing. Yikes. I can't imagine. It's not as though a parent's job isn't hard enough. Or that they can afford to sit at home with their kids to help school them... 
   Remember when we sat in classrooms? I suppose some kids are actually still doing that now, but not around here. 
   Do you remember your first teacher crush? Do tell. Mine was Mr. K, 8th grade history class. Sigh. He was nice, fun, and dreamy.

 

Be safe. Be well. Stay smart. 
Enjoy hands-on learning, virtually at least. 
Oh, uh, sorry about the photo of Martha Stewart's Dad bod. She REALLY let herself go. 
Love ya!

Tuesday, August 11, 2020

Literally Everything Makes me Crazy

My Dear Sillies,

Life is full of confusion and irritants when I take things literally. And I always do.

Like when I first saw Avocado Toast on a cafe menu, I got excited. I love avocado, and what's not to love about toast? It'd be a nice, unique breakfast.

But I wanted a refund when I got a plate with avocado that had been splattered onto a piece of toasted bread. I mean, for $6? That's not avocado toast, am I right? Does banana bread consist of smushed banana on a slice of bread? Your blueberry muffin, one blueberry delicately balanced atop a bland muffin? No, just no!

 Another thing I have literal issues with involves sending mailings from the Postal Service. Do not get behind me in line. I can't wrap my brain around pricing. Specifically, why is First Class the cheapest? Isn't First Class, like when you fly First Class and don't have to pay $5 for nuts because you already paid $200 for them, the best? It's First! A priority is, well, like my book. It's a priority and thus set aside to collect dust for years on end. I don't understand.

 **Note: If your First Class package is over 15.99 ounces, you must upgrade the mail class to Priority Mail.**

 

 Most gross of all, is 100% Recycled toilet paper. It's extra soft & strong. I believe the "strong" aspect of this combo, but the concept of "recycled bath tissue"? I'm sorry. It's disgusting. But wait, it's been miraculously recycled through seven generations.

   Do you understand? Do any literal-isms baffle you like they do me? Or is it literally just me?

   Apologies for this last one. But look, it's whitened without chlorine bleach. I'm intrigued, and running low, but I just couldn't. 

 Love you.

Monday, August 3, 2020

Happy Sextilis. August is here!

Dear Sillies,
It's time to welcome Sextilis!


From Wikipedia: August was originally named Sextilis in Latin because it was the sixth month in the original ten-month Roman calendar under Romulus in 753 BC.  Happy *smirk and childish giggles* Sextilis, my friends! That sounds so scandalous, doesn't it? May it be so. August is the HOTTEST month of the year, am I right?
   The actual meaning of August is much less exciting: respected, impressive. #boring!

As if Sextilis' entry wasn't enough reason for excitement, this month this year has 5 Saturdays, 5 Sundays, AND 5 Mondays. Apparently, this only happens once every 823 years! Yowza. We probably won't live through another like this. The Chinese call this phenomenon a "Bag Full of Money."

Thus, we're all bound to get extremely lucky one way or another this month. 

Speaking of getting lucky, Wednesday August 5 is National Underwear Day.

What's your preference, friends:

(A) Boxers

(B) Briefs

(C) Commando

(D) Granny Panties

(E) G-string

(F) All of the above

(G) Any combination of the above

(H) None of your/my damn business   ?