Holy hosiery?

I had a dream where god declared an edict that everyone must buy at least one pair of pantyhose whenever they went shopping. If this was like the middle ages and I wrote that down, it'd prolly be religious law by now and we'd all have more pantyhose than we'd know what to do with.

Isn't it strange when your alarm clock wakes you up, but you're still too asleep to identify the persisent noise? Fumbling around on your nightstand... jostle the cup of water, no that's not it. Rotate the ashtray 90 degrees... doesn't help.  What's this glass thing and why should it be buzzing? Ponytail holder? What's going on? Oooh, the alarm clock! Hit snooze.

I sure did spend a lot of money on paint today.

Evil Dolly's Pet Peeve of the Day: It's a small peeve. Doncha just hate when you're driving on the freeway and you get an annoying itch right on the sole of your foot? Not save to try to scratch it, maybe beat your foot on the floorboards, or awkwardly switch your other foot to the gas pedal so that you can get to it. Very annoying.