Yesterday The Spouse and I went to Tel Aviv, and one kiosk owner (whose lemons we looked at but rejected, because they weren't lemons, they were lemons, as in the lemon laws) started to yell at us, accusing us of killig Sharon. Watch out--my mighty dpns of death may target your favorite world leader next!
And speaking of thing sthat never happened, got this meme from JanJan, who's absolutely the best person to have with you if you plan to rob an archeological site.
If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, even if we don't speak often, please post a comment with a COMPLETELY MADE UP AND FICTIONAL MEMORY OF YOU AND ME.
It can be anything you want--good or bad--BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE.
When you're finished, post this on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people DON'T ACTUALLY remember about you.
And while you're thinking that over, check out Jen-La's Second Annual Knit Blog Awards. Thanks, ladies (and I use that term loosely. It's such an honor, I'll name myself after your cat. Oh, wait--did that already...