This is a random post; however, this is a peek into the past year of my life and why I question the universe at times. There are some things I just don’t understand. Let’s start off simple.
Why can no one throw away empty boxes left in the refrigerator or pantry, or for that matter, change a toilet paper roll?
Why is my dog dressed as Princess Leia?
Why does Ol’ Blue Eyes have to go out of town to cool places (literally) without me?
Why (pray tell) do I play around in Photoshop and come up with these kinds of things (and why in the world do I post them here?)?
Why would McDonald’s ever think this creepy clown cow was ok?
Why does Ol’ Blue Eyes text me this to let me know where he is in the store?
Why does my son never tire of making paper guns?
Why can’t Universal Studios either give up the recipe to Butter Beer, or mass produce it for everyone’s pleasure?
Why do we have to live so far away from some of our family?
Why is my son staring down an Egyptian statue in The British Museum when he’s supposed to be reading and learning? And finally…
When seeing King Henry VIII armor in the Tower of London, one must ask himself, “Was this really necessary?”