Wednesday, August 12, 2009

[Sdei Ntoe]

I'm currently wondering what it would be like to be dyslexic...

Just a thought.

There she goes...

Vacation: (va ca tion)

Leisure time away from work devoted to rest or pleasure.

That is one of the most beautiful sentences I have heard in a long time. All play, and no work for 5 whole days. I can hardly contain my excitement much longer! Although it's quite a drive to Texas, an incredibly long drive, I am so excited to go. Just go have fun for a few days, relax, not have to worry about anything. It's going to be great. I supposed great could just be a blank line, and you could insert any adjective you feel is appropriate to celebrate such an occasion. Carry on!

(ah-some pick-chures post haste!)

Friday, August 7, 2009

To whom it may concern (the jerk who broke into my car):

Dear sir (I assume it was a sir...)
I hope you get little satisfaction out of the stereo you stole so greedily from my car last night, after breaking the window in my new car. I am by no means wishing you ill, because that would be giving you the big win in this situation; I am simply wishing you broke the stereo or something while you were taking it out. You sure know how to announce bad news; I wasn't even out of bed when I found out. But to your surprise, instead of me moping around, and feeling sorry for myself I'm going to get a new window. And I'll drive without music for a few weeks, until I get a better, new and improved stereo.


Sincerely,
Your not so happy neighbor

On a happier note- Chris Cagle was simply amazing on Wednesday night. Country music is extremely under-rated. We had so much fun. Playing "Your Team" the entire night, I am happy to announce that I was the winner. And of course, we stuffed our faces with delicious burgers and fries. Complete bliss.






Half- Silly



Silly



Silliest (and a little spit in the EYE)