Frit and I think very differently. And as such, sometimes I tell her that I would like to spend a day inside her head. To which she replies, “You couldn’t pay me enough to spend an hour inside your head.”
Case in point: Today I was driving to the TV station for my monthly appearance and my train of thought went something like this …
I need some music. [I turn the radio on.]
Oh shoot. I forgot to say my prayers this morning and I’m gonna need His help with this TV segment. [I turn the radio off.]
Heavenly Father: I thank thee so much for this day. I’m so grateful for my life. Please help me this morning with my TV segment …
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That song on the radio sounded just like the song that girl sang on America’s Got Talent last night with T-payne.
T-pain?
Tea-pane?
Hm.
I wonder if he’s related to Tu-pac.
It was kind of a weird song.
I heard somewhere, or maybe I read it, that Howie Mandel is germaphobic.
Is the term “germaphobic” politically correct? Probably not. What do you even call someone who’s anxious about germs? There’s got to be a term for that.
If I ever met Howie Mandel, he probably wouldn’t want to shake my hand.
Not that my hands in particular are extra dirty, but hands in general do carry a lot of germs. I actually wash my hands a lot and use a lot of that anti-bacterial stuff. I’m probably borderline germaphobic too.
So anyway, how would I say “hello Mr. Mandel, pleased to meet you,” without a handshake?
Nugs?
Yes, I think nugs would work. Less germs on the top knuckles, I’d assume.
Well at least that’s settled. If I ever meet Howie Mandel, I’ll give him nugs.
Why am I thinking about Howie Mandel?
Oh right. The radio song that sounded like the song on America’s Got Talent, which I turned off because I needed to pray.
Oh shoot. My prayer. It’s still hanging in the air.
Heavenly Father: sorry ’bout that. I’m back. So … can you please help me with my TV segment this morning?
That is hilarious!
Nugs. haha THAT is funny my friend.
You are too funny! This happens to me all the time. haha
I am so glad I am not the only one who does this. My head is tangent city!
Umm, you really should warn people if you’re going to force them inside your head via a blog post. I think I’m with Frit on this one!
I do that all the time, sometimes I wonder if God chuckels at where my mind wanders while i’m supposedly on the line with Him.
I’m so glad I’m not the only one!
I do this all the time! I’m walking from my parking spot to my office & I think to myself…shoot, I forgot again! So I start saying a prayer as I’m walking through the tunnel…and my mind wanders to the most bizarre things. Thanks for the laugh!