Deserted Island

So I was at the pool today talking with Diva and my friend, who what shall I nickname her on the blog? Hmmm... She is the one I tell everyone that she is my emaciated friend who conned me into joining Weight Watchers. Maybe I'll just refer to her as Emacy for short? She's not really emaciated, that's such an anorexic term. But she definitely didn't need to go to WW. She just KNEW I needed to go.

So the three of us are talking about the whole deserted island thing and I asked the question if you were stuck on the island, what three things would you wish you had, and you can't say any food or beverage or a person.

Cuz Mr. Manic and I already played this once, and he is so taking Ajers and not me on his deserted island cuz he said Ajers would work harder than I would. Jerko. But he's right.

Anyway, Emacy said pen and paper.

"That's so expected," I tell her. So cliche! "You have to say something else." Only because THAT was going to be MY answer. Ha. But really, everyone wants pen and paper to jot down how bored and hungry they are on the island, right?

Then she said she would want a flicker thing to make fire.

"Why does everyone think they NEED fire on an island?" I ask.

"It gets cold at night," she said.

And Diva adds, "And to scare away the bad animals."

I still don't get the big fire draw.

Then we decide we would want toilet paper cuz we wouldn't want leaves.

"But wait! We don't want toilet paper; we want toilet WIPES!"

We all agree with that.

"But what if we were just gonna be there for like five days, and we already had food and shelter and comforts, but we could bring three things with us for like entertainment, then what would you bring?"

And what would you want to do on that island?

And would it be a vacation or more of a hassle for you?

Would you enjoy this five-day reprieve?

I would! I would bring books. And my iPod. And a big old beach towel.

"Sunscreen!" Emacy said.

Yeah, that would be good too, and some good cooling cream to slather on after a day lounging in the glorious warm sand with the hot sun beating down on our skin.

Wait, is there a cabana boy on this deserted island, cuz I'm getting kinda thirsty too.

So, what's on your five-day island?