“I just graduated with a M.A. in English writing (Woot! Wait, does anyone ever say “woot” anymore? Well, if they don’t, they should.) but, of course, I can’t stop there. So, PhD here I come! My blog, At the Foot of the Sierras, is about the tribulations, jubilations, and contemplations of me trying to break into the literary world, finish my education, and enjoy life while attempting to stay sane. I also post advice every other week on how college students can improve their GPAs and even obtain a perfect 4.0 GPA.”
This week’s post, as if you couldn’t already guess by the title, is about things that I don’t understand. Believe me, there’s a lot to list, but I’ve narrowed it down to a few.
Nothing about this goose makes sense. Why does the adolescence period have to make him so . . . well, not cute? Why did he bend his neck over like that? That can’t be comfortable.
Photo By: Elizabeth Preston
1. Stainless steel. Stainless? Really? Either someone doesn’t understand what “stainless” means, or that person has a sick sense of humor. If it’s the second case, then I applaud you, sir/madam.
2. Weenie dogs. So long, so short, such tiny legs. I know that they were bred for flushing out and hunting burrowing animals. Still, they make no sense, and yet they’re adorable, which, again, makes no sense.
3. Why do you always wait two hours at…
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