No one has eaten anything interesting.
No one has rebuilt the Thunderbolt Grease-slapper into a dog sled, or a high-altitude reconnaissance aircraft.
No one has remembered something exotic that heppened to him on another continent in two different languages.
No one has had an excremental day at work or in school.
No one's physical ailments have laid them low, unless it was from too much Scotch at the Pleasanton Highland Games.
Both of my children have been so assiduously applying themselves to their studies, they have not had time to have anything interesting happen in their lives.
oceansedge has been coming to grips with a Labrador puppy and has no time for posting.
How strangely quiet.
As for me, I have spent the weekend cleaning things, building a new stand for my mitre saw, running pizza past the SMC security guards, and cheering for those poor sods trying to get the Bay Bridge back in order for tomorrow morning.