We Don't Need No Stinkin' Segues

If you ever wondered why some of my blog entries seem a little disjointed, look no further than one generation back. This is the phone conversation I had with my mother the other day:

Mom: So, how did it go with babysitting yesterday?
Me: It was rough. We'll see how it goes next week.

*absolutely no segue whatsoever*

Mom: Where do you buy your gas?
Me: Um...not any one place. Wherever I see a gas station when I'm driving around.
Mom: Oh.
Me: Why do you ask?
Mom: Just wondering.

*and then on to a completely different topic*