Keep Your Eye on the Prize

[loradona]

Hey! I'm not dead, just out of writing ideas. And then I had this conversation with my mother this morning:

Me: Man, I don't want that prize!

Mom: What did you say?

Me: I don't want that prize.

Mom: Fries?

Me: No, prize.

Mom: Flies?

Me: PRIZE!

Mom: Huh?

Me: PRIZE! Like you win a prize!

Mom: Oh.

Me: Do you have beans in your ears?

Mom: Yes.

That is all. Except

Comments

Satisfaction

[anonymous]

I am satisfied with your post - especially if it means a glimpse of the amazing Loradona. But I understand not always wanting the prize that is in front of you. Sometimes we stretch way up on our tippy toes and eradication point at the prize way off that we can barely make out with the croup of our knows saying, "that one. I want THAT prize." What do we know? Its almost never the right prize for us.

Love you,

Alisha

Re: Satisfaction

[loradona]

You make me blush, you know?