While washing dishes, I started thinking about many things. One of which was manservants. Once upon a time, I lived in an on-campus apartment and had many manservants do my (and my suite-mates) bidding. It was lovely. After washing dishes, I started googling many things and then realized my google history was a bit...odd. In the past 24 hours, some searches I've done for (listed in logical order):
"epic sauce"
"does Dave Foley really tap dance?"
"those Japanese wooden shoe things"
"psychic power that moves things around and answers my email"
"dammit google"
"that word for moving things with your brain"
"telekenetic ability to send email"
"Manservant a politically correct term?"
"Manservants washing dishes" (image search)
"Sexy manservants" (another image search, hoping for David Boreanaz to show up)
Sadly, looking up pictures for "sexy manservants" brings up pictures of Conan O'Brian and a picture of cupcakes. Google punishes me sometimes. Anyway, sometimes I think of random things while I wash dishes, but at least my apartment is on the clean end of the spectrum once again. And I think it's time to google "tap dancing geese" because I'm pretty sure I haven't googled that before...
An Erinku:
sunset time,I look out
my south-facing window
only to see
my landlord's butt.
Today is a very weird day.
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