In fact, today even feels like summer's almost gone. Only 8pm, and already down to 60 outside. Consequently, I felt compelled to make cookies. Four dozen snickerdoodles. I'll be set for weeks.
Snickerdoodles logically lead to thoughts of falling leaves, ponderings on the existence of sugarcane, and a sense of self-gratification. This last happens most often when I obtain proof that I am fundamentally correct on a host of issues, in new and unprecedented ways. This may or may not happen more frequently during a sugar high.
However, today I have proof. Proof that I, as mentioned a week ago, am actually prescient, although not in quite the way I would have expected. Yes, that's right, folks. You heard it here first: my jokes are another person's foreign policy justifications.
My agent will be negotiating fees for speaking engagements shortly.
Posted by Ardith at August 28, 2006 08:43 PM | TrackBack