Sunidesus Speaks

But I didn't.

I bought gas tonight and when I went in to give them my $10 (I pump exact amounts) there was a line. The lady in front of me just had to be someone's grandmother, the big purse (perfect for candy) and the too tight perm leaving hair that never moves. She started small-talking me about the flowers lined up next to the register.

"Oh, look at how gorgeous those roses are! Each one is just perfect!"

I made the obligatory "Mmm-Hmm" noise all the while I was screaming inside...

"They're not real!! Of course they look perfect! They're mass-produced." They weren't even very good fakes. The leaves were all plasticy (is that a word?) and there were little "rain drops" affixed to the petals. Unless the rules governing water have changed recently, it isn't normal for water to just sit in perfect little drops all over a bouquet of flowers and NEVER DRIP!

And in other news...
I'm reading this book. A friend at work loaned it to me saying, "You HAVE to read this." It's been sitting on my shelf since the first of the year and I finally picked it up the other day. I was so engrosed that my legs fell asleep! (I was on the toilet if you must know) I ended up sitting there long after my "business" was done because I was so wrapped up in this book.

It's a book of letters between a pair of friends, one in Manhattan and the other in Africa with the Peace Corps. I was thinking that it wouldn't be that interesting, I mean a bunch of letters? Come on. But it's really very good. It is anything but dry correspondence. It's more like an extended phone conversation between best friends, inside jokes and everything.

Anyway, go pick up a copy. It's worth it.