Bouquet of clumsy words

This post will have simply no logic to it.
Hence a completely random title such as that.

Though I honestly do wonder if I can. I used to be a cartwheel master. I did them everywhere and anywhere. Cartwheeling was my mode of transporation when I was little...and small distances to go on soft surfaces. Cartwheeling on rocks was not a pleasant thing.

Also as a kid, I quickly learned not to play with my TMNT Secret of the Ooze ooze outside. Even if stays in your hand, somehow it will become filled with rocks & dirt.
Also, leaving your Barbies in the kiddie pool just to make them green like your Ninja Turtles was a great idea, but it had to stay in there way too long.

Of course, not that I ever did that. I was too busy cartwheeling.

(pointless entry)

I believe windy/rainy nights/days are my favorite.
  The wind just gusts the clean smell of rain around and just makes me feel...oddly refreshed.
I will stand or walk in weather such as this because...well, I'm weird.

This has been my "i'm not sleeping" induced thought of the night.