Monthly Archive: July 2005

I walked the walk, I talked the talk.

I walked the walk, I talked the talk.

I’m now thinking of getting the hair cut. You’ve all seen the pictures of the bushy lamb chops. The thick hair. If not, scroll down. So, anonymous Internet girls (And guys, if there are...

Unable to think..

Unable to think..

Pulled Handcarts I can barely even move. Brains so slow. Lots and Lots of bonnets. At least I got to wear my boots.

It’s kneecap breakin time.

It’s kneecap breakin time.

Alas, this means War. I’m not talking about a nice, say, war of words, war of Magic, war of Roses, or a war of the worlds. This is the bad kind of War. I...

Name Droppin

Name Droppin

In the last month or so, I noticed that there were a lot of google searches based off of my name ending up here. Not just the short version, but the “I’m a first...

Just because I promised some Photos of Carnies

Just because I promised some Photos of Carnies

I don’t back down on promises. Even if it involves shabbily dressed people who don’t have very many teeth, and don’t shower apparently. No, I’m not talking about the town’s new Super-Duper-Scrumdidlyumptious WalMart. Nor...