Everlasting gobstopper

I had a post to write- but I started watching this documentary about an acapella group and their voices are just absolutely beautiful and I totally lost my train of thought.

Found that March of the Penguins is playing at a cinema about 30 miles away. I promised wordsbyallie that we would see the movie even if we had to go Boston. This place isn't quite that far...

Ma's happy.

I just got a crank call. It was rather amusing.

The caller was a female and all they said was "Say good bye to John bitch"
and then hung up.

I know that there was a John who had this number for me. But that was well over a year ago.

I don't know what I find more amusing, the fact that the threat means absolutely nothing to me or that the idiot didn't stay on the phone long enough for me to tell her.

It was a blocked call I should have let the answeing machine pick up. I leave my name on the greeting. I wonder if she would have noticed.