This past week I've been getting up at 7 so I could teach at a summer camp. The new sleep schedule mixed with some challenging kids has led me to becoming a exhausted zombie. These are a few highlights of things that went through my brain (and sometimes said outloud) this week that I can only assume were caused by lack of sleep.
Who came up for the name "pants?" Why is he such a rebel he can't use the S system we had going? Shirts, shorts, skirts, suits, scarves, sneakers, sandals, socks, slippers, sherpa, etc. He must have gotten to the meeting late and just yelled out Pants not knowing how stupid he sounded.
Do the residents of Mushroom Kingdom actually own bathrooms? Mario is a plumber, but we've never seen him do any plumbing. We've also never seen any other plumbers so there can't be that much of a demand. Besides Luigi's Mansion, we've never really even seen a bathroom.
I don't believe in beating children, but after teaching at a summer camp I do believe they would learn faster if I was allowed. Yes, it would be a bad thing to do, but I can promise you one thing, they'd listen.
Why do gold fish smile back? Do they want to die because their lives suck or has Pepperidge Farm brain washed them into believing that being eaten is awesome? Maybe they just don't get that people are about to eat them and are just happy to be out of the bag...moral of this story, I don't want my snack smiling at me.
Vanilla coke is the single greatest soda of all time...true story. I should carry a bottle of vanilla with me where ever I go so any time I have regular coke, I can turn it into vanilla coke.
If I wear a purple t-shirt I know I will be mistaken for something I'm not. I could come off as a pimp or a bold fashion guy, but more than likely people would think it was for gay pride. What I'm really getting at is I don't know why I told my mom it was ok to buy me a purple t-shirt.
The world is just one giant touch screen, and when I'm bored I must test all of the apps! (this thought was followed by touching a strangers convertible...)
