Random Thoughts

If you walk away, walk away, walk away walk away... I will follow...

 

He does that even when the windows have cat nose smears on them. He's not very bright. The squirrel is now waving his tail to taunt the cat.

I'm naming the squirrel Reggie Bush.

 

I get it, I get it!

 

A squirrel did that the last time I was at my parents' house. I was laughing so hard and called my dad who immediately e-mailed my mom to tell her. We laughed about it most of the evening.

 

Bond. James Bond.

 

I'll stop, I promise.

 

Nah, you can stalk us. I had to stalk you to figure out the perfect gift for you.

 

I assume Dye_Pack has discovered your true identities then?

 

Woke up discombobulated this morning because I panicked that I'd missed an indoor state track and field championship roughly 45 minutes away. Within 5 minutes of waking up I'd dressed, gone to the kitchen to eat 8-10 mouthfuls of cold spaghetti and walked to my car. Didn't really wake up until I was 20 miles down the highway toward Burlington. Then I panicked that I forgot to put on underwear. Reached down and realized I had. Then I thought I'd forgotten to bring the camera flash, but it was tucked away under a jacket on the passenger seat. Lit a butt and cruised at 90 for the final 25 miles till I reached Exit 5. Cruised into Cadetville, found a parking spot and reached the field house just as the first event began. The 2 local kids from the same school expected to win shot put titles did so, but couldn't break their state records again. My shoulders began to ache because of the amount of times I raised the camera to take photos. Story had, I left. Swallowed 3 Motrin and hit the road back home. No staties in sight so it was a nice cruise averaging 85-90 mph. And now my shoulders don't ache anymore. I could really use some chocolate.

 

That's the last time I sign off early.

 

I LOVE photoshop

It is so funny...the things you can create...the endless jokes (one trick pony?)

All FAKE of course, like most of my life & my balls (thanks honey, you can have them)

So ya know

 

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