Saturday, January 03, 2009
holiday cheer
our kitty cat went along on the adventure, too, and was quite pleasant company.
we caravaned on the way out with our friends jen and dave, who were making the drive all the way to ohio for their family convergence. we had walkie-talkies and developed a handle, "burrito tampon."
the drive was numbing across the straight plains. i detest the flaccid state of nebraska and, on this trip, have broken my vow to never trek across this asinine allotment of land. for shame.
alas, we had a very nice time visiting @ "the land" house with ma, pa, and snv. our time with extended family was brief, yet packed with smiles and joy.
the days flew by like well gin in a college bar and we soon found ourselves strapped into the subaru chariot once again.
our travels reprieved nearly as soon as they started as we stopped in on the rossi clan in w. dsm, ioweegia for a short spell. we caught up with them on a walk with q. she is getting bigger and developing quite the personality with her big rosy cheeks and bright eyes. hugs, a few laughs, and jasmine tea with the rossis before we ventured back to the striated white lined concrete.
nye found us dozing on our couch before 8pm. a relaxing evening on a uber-hyped holiday, we saw the omnipotent ball drop for mtn time zone and whisked off to our pillows.
today has served as yet another day of rest, only venturing out to the mailbox as tiny tidbits of snow twinkled down this afternoon.
breaking the shackles with a few days off is a welcomed respite for this dedicated industriously productive worker.
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Tuesday, December 04, 2007
t-day '07
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
snow
Wednesday, January 03, 2007
slappy knew ear?
Sunday, November 26, 2006
tofurky day and q. tarantino
we spent the day with amy's family out at her sister and bro-in-laws place out in harford county. good times.mr. tarantino came into play last night as one of his late installments made the feature showing on our dvd player, hostel. now, i am unsure if this was an absolute crap film, or just semi-crap.
tarantino reaches for the obscure in this poorly written 90 minute dud. the obligatory bimbo boobs bounced, the blood surged from severed veins, and the in-vogue torture chair was bolted semi-firmly to the floor.
ugh, lest we have to weed through tarantino's inane dialogue and obligatory set of cliched references he laces into every film? unless the point is to detest the protagonist and not really care if he gets his nads chopped off, stop writing like a high school boy, mr. t.
i want my 90 minutes back.
note: the film was produced/guided by tarantino. see comment #2
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
the lamest south park character ever...

in a 5-minute crunch to create a costume, towelie comes in handy.
a brilliant collage of towelie wisdom. and a brief wikihistory of the man behind the terry cloth. don't forget to bring a towel!



