Happy St. Patrick’s Day! Five points to anyone who finds three people to recreate this in a bar tonight and uploads it to YouTube.
Kecia, Ara, and Reese have made it into town. We chilled yesterday after they got into town and watched every funny YouTube video ever. I’ve posted this one before, but it never gets old . . . Tomorrow I think we’re going to see what Reese thinks of the aquarium and hopefully get to see a law [...]
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Because sometimes they do funny shit like this: If you don’t laugh at this, you have no soul. [Via: Hattie]
It’s snowing in Atlanta. I’m quite certain that everyone in the state has forgotten how to drive, but I’m certainly not about to go out to test that theory. It’s also relatively unfortunate that it doesn’t seem to be sticking particularly well. Scout doesn’t care much about falling snow, but he loves snow drifts. See, e.g., [...]
It was gorgeous out this afternoon so we had a bit of a doggy photo-shoot with Scout and his friends Otis and Oliver. I went just a little crazy — 430-something shots. Most of which turned out to be bad or duplicitous, but I ended up with 60 or so good ones, and a few dozen [...]
For the life of me, I cannot get this song out of my head: “I got my swim trunks and my flippy-floppies, I’m flippin’ burgers you at Kinko’s straight flippin’ copies.” Getitoutgetitoutgetitout.
Played goaltimate today. Irritated some pansy who didn’t like getting resistance when he tried to run through people. Took some photos. Almost a third of which turned out not to suck too badly. We went for pizza (and beer, obviously) at Grant Central afterward, and that was pretty tasty. Tonight . . . Fadó? Probably.
Quoth Teresa: I think photos of Scout getting a bath are an imperative. Well, okay:
Note: In this post I will attempt to describe my weekend by using each and every one of the 86 words that were submitted by my certifiably insane readers on this post. Such words will be italicized. PS: I took some liberties. It’s called “art”. Get over it. In college, weekends were when I would get [...]