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Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Monday, August 29, 2011
I Forgot My Minecraft Password
I'm ready to build an underwater castle, now.
Yes, I'm drinking out of a blue wine glass. I don't know why I drew it. I'm not sure I knew what I was blogging until I blogged it.
UPDATE:
I drew more pictures.
I promise I will be making real content soon.
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Being a Neighbor is Hard Work
Remember my neighbor who gardens in the dark? Well, she is on vacation this week and she asked my mother and I to water her beloved plants.
Here's how she went about it:
Now, I might be exaggerating a little (as I tend to do) but she honestly admitted to my mother that she is a terrible neighbor and doesn't talk to my mom when she sees us- but she needs a favor.
The first time I spoke with her was the day we moved in. I said two words to her and she said, "You don't sound like you're from New Jersey!" To which I responded, "Well, I am."
She smiles a lot. Too much. She's hiding something. Perhaps... under her garden?
I might be breaking out the shovel soon. If you don't hear from me for a few weeks, check the garden.
But don't bother the tomato plants, they are coming in quite nicely!
Here's how she went about it:
Now, I might be exaggerating a little (as I tend to do) but she honestly admitted to my mother that she is a terrible neighbor and doesn't talk to my mom when she sees us- but she needs a favor.
The first time I spoke with her was the day we moved in. I said two words to her and she said, "You don't sound like you're from New Jersey!" To which I responded, "Well, I am."
She smiles a lot. Too much. She's hiding something. Perhaps... under her garden?
I might be breaking out the shovel soon. If you don't hear from me for a few weeks, check the garden.
But don't bother the tomato plants, they are coming in quite nicely!
Why Bluetooths are My Least Favorite Anything
My feelings towards customers who come into a store without a bluetooth:
My feelings towards customers who come into a store with a bluetooth:
And not to sound like Jerry Seinfeld, but: What's up with bluetooths, anyway?
Get it? It's a blue tooth. I spent time conjuring that one up.
Sorry about this whole idea. I guess anything passes for a blog post these days.
My feelings towards customers who come into a store with a bluetooth:
And not to sound like Jerry Seinfeld, but: What's up with bluetooths, anyway?
Get it? It's a blue tooth. I spent time conjuring that one up.
Sorry about this whole idea. I guess anything passes for a blog post these days.
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