I am sure the assorted persons who read my blog are literate, but this post will feature some pictures, too, for those of you who prefer resting your pretty little eyes.
The only unsolicited piece of mail I have received since I arrived back here at ____ College/University (I value my privacy) has been from the Company Store. They sent me a catalog full of pretty pictures of bed linens. So, obvi'z, I also went to their website. This is one of the nice, tranquil scenes I found.
White Sale, OK, ha-ha, it's racist. But take a gander at the "end table"--that's a term I learned from the Sims games. The person who owns that ungodly number of pillows must not like to read very much, either, or else they love to read so much that they figured the only way to prevent themselves from staying up all night with a book in hand was to put a lamp on top of their books. It is a nice lamp, though. The kind you could fill with shells.
I am so hungry! But I am going to find the other photo pertinent to my concern for the literacy of whoever models the photographs for the Company Store before I go to whatever passes at ____ College/University for "brunch." OK, here it is.
That's too bad.
Now I get to go eat! Actually, I'm not sure that deserves an exclamation point.
