So Much Randomness

As I mentioned previously, the creative juices have not been flowing lately, plus I haz teh siks, which has caused a great big void of blogging on this site.  I am still not feeling completely better or honestly, much more creative, but I feel I must post something of note.  And they always say that if you are blocked, you should just write.  So here I am . . . writing.

But not really, because I’m not really a writer.  I mean, have you seen my blog?  How many pictures are on here?  Like, a bajillionty?  Yeah, that sounds about right.  So, I figure I’ll do what I do best . . . put some crazy pics on here and call it a day.

Ok, fine.  I won’t just do that.  Damn, this is hard.  I am really very foggy.  This is probably the worst post I’ve ever written and it’s only 3 paragraphs so far.  Crap.

Fine, I know what I’ll do.  I’ll just talk about some of the crazy shit that’s been going on in the last couple weeks.  The goofy, the silly, the weird, etc.  (Does anyone else feel like everything I just wrote probably should have been an internal dialogue, and not the beginning to my blog post?  Anyone?  Hello?).

My husband found this.  It’s a Potato Penis.  A Spud Pud.  Tater Dick.  GoldenRod.  Sweet Peener.  Yukon Engorged.  Russet Rocket.

Yeah, it’s awesome.


At work the other day, one of my very young (and very white) colleagues was calling out the name of one of the parties to a case.  Her name was SADE LEWIS.  He came back to report to me that although he kept calling, nobody responded.  He asked if there was some other way to say the name.  I asked him how he was saying it . . .

Toddler:  “SAYD”
Me:  Seriously?
Toddler:  Why, how do you say it?
Me:  Um, “SHAH-DAY.”
Toddler:  Really?
Me:  Oh my god, are you for real?  You have never heard that name before?  Not even the singer?
Toddler:  What singer?
Me:  ((Facepalm))

So, now I feel very old, but also just a little bit more tan than I had before.  Silly boy.


My 4 year old son wanted a snack before bed, so he went to the pantry and grabbed something.  When I asked him what he was getting, instead of just telling me, he got creative with it.  He gave me the info via song (there was also a shimmying type dance accompaniment):

Gummy, gummy . . . gummy bears.
Gummy, gummy . . . gummy bears.
Gummy, gummy . . . gummy bears.
Gummy, gummy . . . gummy bears.

Best.  Song.  EVER.


I was interviewing a client this past week at Court.  I was asking him some background questions, and when I asked him what his job was, his response was this:

Client:  I don’t work.
Me:  You mean you have never worked?
Client:  I don’t work for other people.  They don’t pay enough.
Me:  Does that mean you are self-employed?
Client:  ((Smirk))  Yeah, you could say that.
Me:  So, what do you do?
Client:  You really wanna know?
Me:  Yes, I need to know.
Client:  I hustle.
Me:  Um, ok.  Let’s move on . . .

The honesty is refreshing, at least.


So, anything fun or interesting going on with you?  Share with the class!


35 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. wcdameron
    Oct 08, 2012 @ 09:10:49

    Well, I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, yes you are a writer. See that little book up there? It has your name in it.

    Nothing much interesting with me. Still spending my weekends in Maine and loving it. At some point, my Facebook friends are going to shout “Enough with the Lobster pictures!”


  2. Don't Quote Lily
    Oct 08, 2012 @ 09:34:03

    There’s nothing wrong with random posts, they’re fun. 😉
    What an interesting potato. 😀


  3. Leauxra
    Oct 08, 2012 @ 10:52:08

    There must be something wrong with me. When I saw that potato, I thought, “huh, cartoon face with a long nose”.



  4. bluzdude
    Oct 08, 2012 @ 11:41:34

    Here’s your next line:
    Misty: So why don’t you hustle your ass up a job?


  5. She's a Maineiac
    Oct 08, 2012 @ 11:42:15

    Are you kidding? The random internal dialog posts are my favorite kind! Well done, Misty.

    So that’s very telling that your husband and you immediately thought of a penis when you saw a ginormous potato that looks nothing like any penis I’ve ever seen. You must be a very lucky girl.


  6. Danielle Charlton Geer
    Oct 08, 2012 @ 13:24:14

    I randomly love you long time.

    How come I never find a potato penis?


  7. Jen
    Oct 08, 2012 @ 13:46:11

    The other day on campus we were listening to Allen Jackson’s “5 o’clock Somewhere” and when e asked “what would Jimmy Buffett” do, the 22 year old dipshit intern asked me “Who is Jimmy Buffett?” I wanted to push her stupid face into the laminator.


  8. mimi
    Oct 08, 2012 @ 14:06:28

    Here’s a random news headline I just saw on CNN:
    “Rugby player loses testicle in final defeat.”


  9. Steph
    Oct 08, 2012 @ 16:46:31

    I love Leauxra’s comment about her smut detector being broken, that’s great! This hits home with me right now my blogging friend as I too have been “under the weather”… have a new herniation in my neck and having chronic pain just takes the funny right out of me I tell ya! I think I will be getting back on the horse though tonight and whip somethin’ up. Thanks for being part of my inspiration. ;0)


  10. Kitten Thunder's Girl
    Oct 08, 2012 @ 16:54:06

    I am mostly irritated that Sade didn’t answer. Dude, she’s lived with that name her whole life – she KNOWS that he was calling her.


  11. Valerie
    Oct 08, 2012 @ 22:05:06

    Is it wrong that I want that Gummy Bears song for my ipod? :o)




  12. Brett Minor (@brettminor)
    Oct 09, 2012 @ 06:22:40

    I write the occasional random rambling post. Sometimes they turn out pretty good.


  13. Cheryl S.
    Oct 09, 2012 @ 11:30:12

    Love Bluzdude!

    But, technically Mr. Hustle has a job. And it involves his ass quite a bit, I bet!

    Random it good! Here’s my randomness for today. When my hubby is on call for work, I end up sleeping in the little girl’s room. (everyone sleeps better that way.) Last night she asked if daddy was on call. I said yes. She asked if I was sleeping in her bed the whole night. I said yes. She says (and I quote) “Good. That way I don’t have to worry about you and I can just go to sleep!” Kids are too weird.


  14. Go Jules Go
    Oct 09, 2012 @ 13:38:32

    Not a writer?! Not a writer?!

    I’m offended on your behalf. Or I would be, if I wasn’t still giggling about that potato. I think that potato knows how to hustle, too.


  15. Red
    Oct 09, 2012 @ 14:06:19

    New and interesting? Tomorrow I’m giving away the extra vibrator I won from you!

    Brett and I went to a Popcorn Festival on Sunday. I’ll send you pics if any of them are good. It was pretty cold though, so I’m sure the best pics are of the fried food! Not being a huge fan of popcorn (but we each got a free bag) when a kid spilled half his bag of popcorn, Brett dumped some of his into the kid’s bag. A little later, the kid’s sister (apparently) strutted by us and hollared at Brett: “You should keep your fingers out of other people’s popcorn!” She was really pissed…for an 11yo.


  16. Ellen at Defenestrated Feet
    Oct 09, 2012 @ 23:38:19

    Oh jeez, your kid has gotten the Gummy Bear song stuck in my head. >.<

    Yes, there is a real song. It consists almost entirely of a gummy bear dancing and jiggling his butt, singing about how he is a gummy bear. (No shit, Sherlock!) And yes it's probably not related to what your son was singing, but it's stuck in my head now all the same.

    Don’t click this link.


    • mistyslaws
      Oct 18, 2012 @ 20:37:33

      As if I could NOT click the link.

      That was horrifying. I am scarred for life.

      And his song was nothing like that. I did NOT want to shove an ice pick in my eardrums after hearing HIS song.


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