Diz is back in town… and she’s come bearing gifts. She figures I need cheering up, and CyberTown is in desperate need of a few laughs…
THANKS DIZ!!!! *MWAH!*
For those who don’t hang on to every word I say, and commit it to memory (most likely for a future legal action, you dirty bums!), she is of course, referring to this post.
Hey, remember when Patti did that “Flat Stanley” thing? She sent it to all her friends on the web, and they posted pictures. (Of course, I never got it. But I’m not bitter. Really.)
Anyway, I stumbled across this on the web today, so I commented on the site about it.
1) I could have sworn Patti’s Flat Stanley went around years ago. (Brooding makes the time seem to drag, doesn’t it?)
2) I honestly thought this was an original idea (ha!) of Patti’s, and her meme is still going.
Trey writes me back and politely lets me know that Flat Stanley’s been around since 1964.
Which now leaves me with the icky feeling of being wrong about something, living a lie, and knowing a monument to my stupidity will lay sitting in Trey’s comments for all to point and laugh at for years to come.
Since I have resolved that no one will ever trust me, and send ME a Flat Stanley, I will deal with this humiliation in the only way I know how. As soon as I get my hands on paper, crayons and a digital camera, I will constuct my OWN Flat Stanley. Yeah!
He will drink booze. He will torment cats.
The project will be called Flat Stanley Gone Wild.
Being a “problem adult” takes a lot of effort, you know.