Nicole's Random Pieces Of Information

I have a lot of thoughts bouncing around in my head...a lot.

But usually I either ignore them or ponder them in solitude, rarely do I share them when I don't think they're worth listening to. Tonight one of those random thoughts popped into my head and then another one followed: "Nicole, why DON'T you share these thoughts? Someone might be entertained by them other than you..." and I had no answer for myself. So without further ado, straight from the mind of Stripes, comes some

1) The Sizzler in Albany used to have brown brick in their bathroom and in the far stall in the ladies room there was a cartoon frog drawn on the wall in sharpie. It was drawn very well and all through my child-hood I traced that frog with my finger every time we went to Sizzler, promising myself I would go home and draw it because I liked it so much. I never did and since then they've remodeled their bathrooms and alas the frog is gone. I still think of it every time I go there but I can't remember for the life of me what it looked like anymore.

2) When I'm really bored I think about how strange words are...Most every word sounds weird. Think about sounds, now pick a word, any word, and examine how sounds connect and intertwine to make that word. I especially enjoy the word "fandango" ffff-like a tire going flat. aaaannn-like a defeated scream ddd-like a unbalanced lawn mower idling above a rock aaaannn- also like a defeated scream ggg-like pepsi flowing begrudgingly from its bottle and ooo-like a fan's eternal monologue. Now put them together...a screaming lawn mower with a flat tire and over-cooled engine covered in pepsi.

Now that is definitely not the Spanish dance that is actually defined by the word "fandango"

3) A few years ago, I was opening a DVD case while standing in the bathroom (don't ask me why, I don't know) and I surprisingly managed to get that top sticker off in one piece. So to document my accomplishment I felt the need to place the sticker somewhere... One of my drawers (that holds brushes, q-tips, and so on)  is now labeled "Security Device Enclosed" but apparently my randomness has become the norm because none of my friends have ever commented...

4) Blame my mother. That is all