Monday, July 27, 2009
laziness.
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Cassettes? we're already starting to forget what CD's are.
but then again, having Soundwave be a pregnant satellite shooting his offspring down from space, that's believable.
just keep telling yourself, it's only a Michael Bay movie.
snarf, snarf.
but then again, having Soundwave be a pregnant satellite shooting his offspring down from space, that's believable.
just keep telling yourself, it's only a Michael Bay movie.
snarf, snarf.
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
again, no explanation.
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
YEAH! Colonial America!!!
Thursday, July 16, 2009
My Fellow Spaceman Rockers
going back to "The Island" tomorrow.
celebrating 10 years of Spacey and Wifey.
i'll bring back pictures of food.
be good while i'm gone.
and don't touch my stuff.
going back to "The Island" tomorrow.
celebrating 10 years of Spacey and Wifey.
i'll bring back pictures of food.
be good while i'm gone.
and don't touch my stuff.
Friday, July 10, 2009
i think a bee kissed me today.
i mean...
well, alright. here's how it went.
as i was cleaning a pool today, i noticed a bee that had just fallen in the water and was flapping it's wings furiously in order to free itself from drowning and never knowing what it could have been.
if i'm at the point where i am brushing the pool i usually lift them out with the end of the brush and place them on the deck in order to free them or step on them depending on how benevolent or vengeful i feel at the time.
today.
benevolent.
usually the bugs i save fly off in the other direction probably not even looking back with a thank you or goodbye.
but today was different.
this time as soon as the bee could take flight it headed straight for me. (you could say it made a "bee line" towards me)
so here i am, in someone's backyard, backpedaling maniacally and yelling, "WHAT THE CRAP?"
the bee made contact.
it lightly touched me on my forehead and buzzed away off into the yard.
i was befuddled.
i went on cleaning the pool but feeling itchy and wary of my little winged friend and it's new feelings for me.
soon, once i get my notes and pictures in order, i will illustrate why frogs are freaks.
i mean...
well, alright. here's how it went.
as i was cleaning a pool today, i noticed a bee that had just fallen in the water and was flapping it's wings furiously in order to free itself from drowning and never knowing what it could have been.
if i'm at the point where i am brushing the pool i usually lift them out with the end of the brush and place them on the deck in order to free them or step on them depending on how benevolent or vengeful i feel at the time.
today.
benevolent.
usually the bugs i save fly off in the other direction probably not even looking back with a thank you or goodbye.
but today was different.
this time as soon as the bee could take flight it headed straight for me. (you could say it made a "bee line" towards me)
so here i am, in someone's backyard, backpedaling maniacally and yelling, "WHAT THE CRAP?"
the bee made contact.
it lightly touched me on my forehead and buzzed away off into the yard.
i was befuddled.
i went on cleaning the pool but feeling itchy and wary of my little winged friend and it's new feelings for me.
soon, once i get my notes and pictures in order, i will illustrate why frogs are freaks.
Tuesday, July 07, 2009
i made a dog throw up today.
actually, everything that led up to it was his fault.
i told him not to eat the pool chemicals.
but he did and then, well, you know the rest.
actually, everything that led up to it was his fault.
i told him not to eat the pool chemicals.
but he did and then, well, you know the rest.
Saturday, July 04, 2009
The following is a public service announcement:
if you own a pool and you pay someone to clean that pool, you don't have to tell them that you are having people over for the 4th.
they know.
it's like telling a waitress when you are going to eat your leftovers.
they don't freakin' care.
thank you.
"WINNERS DON'T DO DRUGS."
if you own a pool and you pay someone to clean that pool, you don't have to tell them that you are having people over for the 4th.
they know.
it's like telling a waitress when you are going to eat your leftovers.
they don't freakin' care.
thank you.
"WINNERS DON'T DO DRUGS."
i don't feel i need to explain myself sometimes.
this is one of them.
