Day 438: Double O

In yesterday’s post, I included this sign, which involved a double 0.

At the hospital cafeteria yesterday, the cashier pointed out that my lunch, made up of soup, salad (priced by weight), and water (pictured here)

.. totaled to a double 0 number:

She remarked that people sometimes swoon when they see Double 0’s like that, on their bill.

A quick aside to Observant Ones, like Mark Bialczak .. Look how my hometown is spelled on that same receipt:

Oops! There should be two O’s in Boston, but no “i.”

Oh-oh. This post may be too goofy, even for me.

Look how loosely I’m using Double O’s: as numbers, as letters, as initials, AND in the middle of words.

Stoopid.

I’m stooping to misspelling words, too!

Mood: Gloom. Sense of worth? 00 cents.

Hey, people! Not ALL of these posts are going to be good. Or original. Obviously. OBVIOUSLY!  I WRITE A POST EVERY FRIGGIN’ DAY!

Did I doom things, there, with my attitood?   Am I being too obnoxious? Or Obstreperous?

Or too too …. snooty, using such big words?

Oh, poop.  This is exhausting.

Oh! That reminds me. Yesterday, two observant ones asked me if I was okay.  I was, but I hadn’t gotten enough sleep, the night before. That happens to me, sometimes.

Yes, dear readers, I’ve given up on the premise of this post, okay? OKAY? It’s too difficult to sustain.  I want to end this post, too, and I can’t think of any double-o words that allow me to do that smoothly.

I need some food..

..

..

Good.

Oo!  How about some moovie music, that I loooove?

Cool!

Thanks to ThemeTunez for posting the James Bond theme on YooToob, to observant ones everywhere, and to YOO, no matter what your attitood or mood.