Musings On Life

Twice a day every day, Monday through Friday, I drive past a gas station that has the best prices I've seen. Of course, it isn't the easiest station to access (always crowded, and at a busy intersection) so I pay a little more at another station. On the way home Tuesday I decided to go for it, brave the crowds, and get the best priced stuff. On the way to work Wednesday, the price had dropped four cents a gallon.

Haven't heard from Sis regarding the so-called chocolate Skittles I brought over to her place on Sunday. This could mean that she didn't like them and hates me for bringing them over. Or she loved them, and hates me for bringing them over. She forgot she had them and hasn't tried them yet. Or the dogs ate 'em. I've voting on the dogs.

I've mentioned the odd music intervals in the series of audio books I've been listening to in the car. The one that I'm just about finished with now beats the other two, though. Disk 11 ended with what I thought was a logical stopping point for the story; but there is still another disk. So, on the way home tonight, I inserted disk 12 and waited for the rest of the story. Imagine my surprise when I realized that disk 12 should have been played before disk 11! Someone really blew it with that one. I'm listening to it anyway.

About ten months ago, I received a book from Amazon. I hadn't ordered it, it was sent either by Amazon or the author, and included a request that I let the author know if I enjoyed it. Due to that request, I sent him a letter. Found a copy of the letter in my "documents" folder a couple of days ago and reread it. For some reason, I had mentioned that I was eating bean and bacon soup with brown bread and butter when the package arrived. Didn't think anything more about it until tonight, when I picked up the sequel to read with dinner. Yup, b&b soup with bb&b. Coincidence? I think not. My only other dinner option was veggie soup. SOMEbody really needs to do some grocery shopping around here.