On any given day I see a hundred different things that could potentially elicit an odd question out of me.  Thankfully, I am often alone when I see these things; hence, my oddness is contained.  Yet, on occasion I will be with someone who has not had the distinct pleasure in the past of being exposed to one of my special musings.  I know in the moment as my question tumbles out of my brain and rolls off my tongue that I have erected a signpost that says to others – You are now entering the weird meandering brain of Carol – good luck!

I wish that I had the power to keep these questions to myself, but I cannot seem to master it.  I just feel compelled to ask in a very Andy Roony-esque way questions such as:

“Have you ever wondered whether worms have emotional lives?”
“Have you ever wondered if fashion designers wear their own designs?”
“Have you ever wondered why McDonald’s chose a creepy clown as its mascot?”
“Have you ever wondered who invented thong underwear?”
“Have you ever wondered if Wheaties actually make you a better athlete?”
“Have you ever wondered if Mr. Clean wears anything but white?”

I could go on for days. I have so many questions like this. There is so much I do not know. But one thing I know for sure is this – no one wonders if I am fruit loop -that is clear from the looks on folks’ faces. Within about 2.5 seconds of considering my question they conclude to 95% certainty that I am a fruit loop. I am sure they ask each other when they get together, “Have you ever wondered why she has so many odd questions?” Indeed. 😉

Day one thousand four hundred and eleven of the new forty – obla di obla da

Ms. C