Monthly Archives: February 2009

I’m at the farm. This is for you.

I’m at the farm. This is for you.

 

So here’s the thing – I’m going to die.

So here’s the thing – I’m going to die.

As I make my excruciatingly slow (or blessedly, depending on how you look at it) way to work, I usually listen to Kidd Kraddick in …

 

No, I will not stop posting YouTube videos.

No, I will not stop posting YouTube videos.

Especially when the content is this amazing.

 

Oh Mac, you lose. Cute PC kids beat the Mac guy any day.

Oh Mac, you lose. Cute PC kids beat the Mac guy any day.

 

Cupid’s bow is what they call your upper lip.

Cupid’s bow is what they call your upper lip.

“You truly are ’special” to us.’ -Valentine’s Day Card, Grandma. Am I over-analyzing that, or does she truly consider me “special”? (I thought it was amusing.)

 

If I should die before I wake, it’s cause you took my breath away.

If I should die before I wake, it’s cause you took my breath away.

mom: “Did you brush your hair this morning?” me: “No.” What am I, 5? So I don’t brush my hair. It gets static! Today, …

 

Yes, I’ve fallen off the face of the earth.

Yes, I’ve fallen off the face of the earth.

I love Julia Nunes. Now I love Wade Johnston.