Soda, isle 16

First of all who says Soda? I grew up saying pop until I got older and realized that it was very remedial and made no sense, so when I am aware of my words I try to say soda. 

My boyfriend was in the grocery store last night buying "soda" and ice-cream for a root-beer float (which is country might I add) and he just randomly said "Soda, isle 16" and it had me cracking up because it was the most random. 
 
So if you haven't caught on yet, this entry will be about senseless topics and things that have been on my mind lately. Vibe with me...

Do you remember when Crayola crayons came in a big 64 box with the sharpener in the back? Boy my sister and I used to be geeked until one of us broke a crayon in the sharpener and we could use it no longer. 

Don't you hate when you ask someone to do something and they do something else? Never seeming to carry out the task at hand, i.e. never doing what you asked them to do. Well it's as if I surround myself with people like that at the time. My best friend, the auto repair man, the doctor... is it me? Maybe it's me... maybe I'm not being clear in my objectives?

How many of you have been a boy or girl scout? I know of NO African American children who have participated in such things (not saying that there are none) but maybe if we were involved in such activities we wouldn't be so scared of the outdoors. I believe that we would be more likely to do outdoorsy things like hiking, camping, white water rafting, bungee jumping... ok maybe not the last one but you know what I mean. Have our parent's deprived us of some serious learning skills?

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All-Mi-T [Thought Crime] Rawdawgbuffalo said…
sometime folks cant follow instructions if u wrote them out
but maybe , its possible u could be cleares in your objectives
but truth is some folk dont listen
July 27, 2008 at 1:29 PM
Because I Said So said…
Yeah you are more than right... if i spelled it out, people would still do what they wanted to do when they want to do it.
August 5, 2008 at 10:07 AM
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