30 January 2007

Note to Self.



I found this stuck in my shirt pocket. It must be from weeks ago (uhhh... I mean days. Yeah, that's it. I would never febreeze a shirt more than, like...say... twenty times). A plain pink sticky note, cryptically inscribed with a note to the future me.


Ummmmmmm. Right. I really can not fathom why past me would write myself this note. What might it possibly mean? Was I reminding myself to throw away the onion refuse, or to save it up? And twelve what? Maybe I was practicing for my cameo on Sesame Street: "Today's show brought to you by the letter B and The Number 12.

I'm a mystery wrapped in an enigma smothered in nacho cheese. Mmmmmmm. Nachos.

11 comments:

NG said...

Maybe it was a reminder to write today's post.

The King said...

hmmm... I feel that I would have been more specific e.g. "write important think piece on metaphysical demagoguery" or "buy booze". Oh, the mystery of The # 12.

nanadc said...

maybe you left a little reminder note for what to order at the local chinese place? onion skins and the #12 selection - could that be sesame chicken, perhaps??

Coach said...

I googled "onion skins and the number 12" and got several hits.

The first result was a pdf doccuemtn entitled "Lattice Polygons, the Number 12, and Onion Skins by Christian Haase dated October 2, 2003."

Maybe this could be a album name and a track number?

Princess Amber said...

Sounds like another track, to accompany mm m mmm kindney beans, on my forthcoming album, 'multiple husbands and a criminal past'. Let me know any nepalese waiters you know who might be available for back up vocals and when you think we can get some studio time at a certain Mexican restaurant in Kathmandu...
xx

Shane Rollins said...

Could it possibly be what to bring to a Super Bowl party and what number you're picking in a fantasy draft?

english guy said...

It's so terribly sad what crack's done to you king badger. it just cuts me up inside reading this.

english guy said...

OK badger you got me. i'm sat here at work and all i can think about is why, oh sweet jesus, WHY did you write that note? Should we be concerned about this? Have you been suffering from dizziness, headaches, blackouts? Have you been reading Delillo again? Hmmm? I've warned you about him, that man is poison. It sounds like the climax to the worst Delillologue in history.

"Your mother's dead Claire",
"Onion skins and the number 12"
Claire rolled her eyes and puffed on her cigarette.

Please clear this up i've done no work for the last hour.

onionskinsandthenumber12 said...

Dude, you totally stole my web persona. That is NOT cool.

Anonymous said...

"I need new shoes."
"Claire likes kidney beans."
"Onion skins are like the flotsam from the layers of past lives lived."
"Man, I really f-ing hate Claire."

honeykbee said...

Lunch order?