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I’ve wanted to get rid of my dependency on plastic bags, but didn’t really know what to use in their place. Well I’m starting to get the hang of it now. I started by buying a couple wet bags for Sophia. I put her dirty diapers in them when I’m out somewhere and no trash can is available or it’s not appropriate to toss the dirties in the can (i.e. the doctor’s office). I also use them for dirty/wet clothes. They’re great for swimming. Grocery stores are pushing their reusable bags now. I haven’t bought any, but it’s probably about time for that. And I just learned about Klutter Katchers from the Seattle Mom Blogs.

“You survived it didn’t you?” They say, “So it couldn’t be that bad.”
Maybe the bad times are dwelt on too much. However, unless we’re speaking of car accidents mere survival seems like such a low bar to set. Sure, there were good times. I do remember them, but the bad was much more far-reaching.

Flash Fiction Friday is brought to you by susiestheboss and is also hosted by g-man. Also, a blog was recently established, dedicated to hosting only Flash Fiction Friday 55’s.

Because Tuesday is April 15th AKA the day our taxes are due no later than midnight, I’m going to give you a tax tip: If you cashed out a mutual fund last year make sure to fill out the proper forms! Because Uncle Sam likes to pretend that he doesn’t know your mutual fund comes from your already taxed income. That greedy bastard will send you a letter making you think that you’re headed to Federal Pound Me in the Ass Prison.

Forget the seven wonders of the world - I want to know what’s going on in that mischievous little head!

Not only would I love to actually meet my favorite performer but I also wish I were related to him. I don’t want him as a dad for a couple reasons. 1) I love the dad I have and you technically only get one of those. I know someone with four moms but she’s a little odd. 2) I have never seen an interview with his daughter so I don’t know if she turned out ok.

I think he’d be cool as an uncle or great-uncle. Because my paternal grandma would have been a little young (physically possible, but a little young) to give birth to George he would have to be my great-uncle and he would have been raised Mormon instead of Catholic. If he were a part of the maternal side of my family he could be my uncle but then his name would probably be Jorge. Why do I want to be related to him? I think it would have added a fun completely different intellectual car crash type dynamic to our family gatherings. *evil grin*

I’ve seen him perform in Vegas, but never actually had an opportunity to meet him. In a way I’m glad I haven’t because I’m afraid I’d probably say something stupid. I mean what do you say to someone you absolutely idolize? I think he’s awesome. He is without a doubt my favorite comedian, Mr. George Carlin.

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