what's a girl gotta do to become a mountie?

I was driving home from work the other day and I said to myself:

"Self, what would it be like to be a park ranger?"

I had to reply:

"I'm not sure- what exactly do park rangers do all day?"

And then I envisioned what I believe most rangers job's entail, mainly derived from my childhood dedication to morning cartoons.

Park rangers, you see, spend their days wearing large green hats, a green uniform jumpsuit, big hiking boots, using binoculars to survey the land- or park, as the case may be- in overlook towers.  They are looking for mysterious happenings, most definitely.

Once I realized what a park ranger does, I said back to myself:

"Self, we be thinking that you do not possess that necessary quality of patience to be a park ranger.  All day long, just looking for strange occurrences in a wobbly wooden overlook tower?  Also, you do not look good in jumpsuits, and hiking boots give you blisters and make your ankles sore because you cannot bend and flex."

Oh but how fun that big green hat would be!

And thus, there ended my dabblings in park ranger job pursuance.  However, I'd still like to meet Yogi Bear one day. I think I'd be good at ensuring Yogi didn't eat any picnic baskets.  I have a teacher look, see, that frightens even the most vile of characters walking this Earth.

Ah, but where was I going with this?  This is turning out to be one of those Sunday evening posts that is mainly ramblings and of no real consequence to anyone, and serve to really only entertain myself.  Am I entertaining you at all? Please to be saying yes?

Also, I've decided that I would like a daily texting partner.  See, Topher and his best friends/brothers are constantly texting each other quotes from their favorite movies and such, and I am feeling always quite left out (even RIGHT out, dare I say!)

So, who would be to liking sending each other various "Clueless," "When Harry Met Sally," "Clue: The Movie," "Harry Potter: Anything," and Disney movie quotes back and forth? Anyone? Anyone? Bueller?

"Why can't it ever be follow the BUTTERFLIES?"

"I feel like such a heifer! I had two bowls of special K, 3 pieces of turkey bacon, a handful of popcorn, FIVE peanut butter M & Ms, and like, 3 pieces of licorice!"

See, these be the types of funny things we can share!  Are you in?!

By the by, I'd like to say that as a blogger, is nothing more deeply sad then very little response to a post that you spent hours composing in your head, at least an hour writing and five minutes thinking up a good title?

I have an announcement.

All posts from here on out shall be determined/written in the space of twenty minutes or less.  Longer ones just become too "I'm trying to be deep" and do not seem to resonate with my peers and interweb-friends.

Thusly, I shall sustain this here no longer.

OH! But wait.  Don't you just love and hate how restaurants put calories on things now?

Like, the other night, we were leaving a movie in which we had forgotten to eat before hand (dear gods, let this never happen again) and thus the only options open unto us were:

IHOP
or
Red Robin.

And here were thought we were being smart choosing Red Robin. Nearly every entree- salads included- were over 800 calories.

Tis no wonder why we United Statesians are fighting the ever-enlarging fat cells sweeping the nation.

And now, finally, I bid you goodnight. Or good morning, as the case may be.