Friday night was our Friend Jill’s birthday at Sparkles, skating rink. I love skating. I even have my own pair of speed skates, somewhere. Continue Reading →
How sucky is it when you are looking for something for weeks, and then you go out and find a replacement and spend forty five minutes modifying the new thing to fit, and then finally get it all working, and then that night you open a drawer and right on top is what you needed in the first place. It’s totally sucky, that’s how much sucky it is.
My belly button signals were quiet for a little bit there, one of you guys out there must have been trying to block the waves coming at me. My research turned up very little in the way of belly button communication theory, but there was one site that turned out to be a great resource. Continue Reading →
After a certain time of the day I swear my belly button becomes a radio antenna signal receiver of great strength. It’s like a message is coming through to me from the middle of my body, and it’s in Spanish. Maybe that’s why Lori doesn’t want to touch it . . . Continue Reading →
There is never time in the present, only air and water buffalo. It’s like they are watching me. Even out my back door window, they see me. See me, see through me, through the wall behind me, through themselves and back through me. Continue Reading →
Lori has been planning trips for this summer, and drooling over the idea of staying in hotels. So I’ve been bombarded with hotel stuff for a while now, and it’s got me thinking about the dirtiest, nastiest, cheapest places we’ve stayed in throughout the years. O how I wish all hotels were as cheap as those roach motels. Continue Reading →
NOM NOM NOM NOM PI!!