Hi, Mr. Cantaloupe.
OK, so I went and bought one of these babies for my fruit-lovin’ Beastie Boy.
Now what? Short of taking a machete to this baby, I’m at an utter loss.
Speaking of utter losses, I feel the same way after reading about my produce-lovin’ post from yesterday. Do you ever re-read something you’ve written and hated it? I’m not sure where my head was, but my headline says “Our Love of Produce Knows No Bounds.” Yet, clearly my love of produce knows bounds, those bounds are cantaloupe and all other things melon. I’m particularly critical of written pieces lacking in logic, so it pains me when I see I’ve written something a little loose on the logic end of things.
Oh, well, it’s another day, no? And a good one at that…more to come!
So, seriously, what do I do with this cantaloupe?
Right now, I’m tempted to just start hacking into it, but something tells me there’s a more subtle way to take apart a melon.
Have you ever wanted to recant something you’ve written?
Luckily, I’ve never faced the embarrassment of sending a dirty joke to the entire company or anything on that level. But that feeling of “I need a rewrite!” is strong with me today – I’d love to throw in a bit of logic and maybe an extra dose of humor. Yesterday was indeed the day of Mulligans. But that’s the fun of blogging…it’s out there in the world now, so time to move on!