at any given time someone on this planet is….
it’s a chain reaction
I farted.
Poodle that looks like a Buffalo (Thanks, Dan H!)
(LINK: More Here)I think this picture was prolly takin in front of a green screen so it could be dubbed into an authentic looking movie about south dakota circa late 1700’s…
even animals are scared of that hole.
they don’t dare going in there
at night if you put your ear near that hole you can hear clowns telling dirty jokes in the clown trailer of your mind while they are taking a smoke break from creepin kids out…
when you’ve heard the phrase “crack kills”
they were talking about this crack between the driveway and the patio.
this morning at breakfast we got on the subject of shirtlessness.
at the very end of the night the night before our friend who had thrown up on herself took off her shirt while sitting in the van she was about to be whisked away in & handed it to the driver who then discarded it in the parking lot in front of the Keyport bar.
it was believed by those at the breakfast table this morning that the woman was wearing a bra underneath - this conversation led to a discussion about the legalities of women not wearing shirts - whether it is condsidered indecent exposure etc etc.
men with back hair and actual boobs can be out cutting the grass.
so…
why not women?
right?
it’s been decided 2448 is a top optional place anymore.
I hearby kick this etiquette rebellion off
as vain as it may seem
now girls - you try it!
(p.s. - I’m headed to the keyport now to try and find that shirt so I can send it to her…
last night was a bachelorette party with a theme - disco - so the shirt is a black sequenced sleeveless number
the girl who was wearing it obviously had too much to drink and was throwing up
later in the night she was trying to hug people goodnight
she had forgotten she had puked or was blacked out or something
and she keep telling everybody she was sorry her shirt smelled like puke - and that it wasn’t her puke…she couldn’t figure out who puked on her tho…
yeah - I’m turning 35 this week)
you know how sometimes people think Elvis just wanted out of the limelight / faked his death / and is living in Canada or something?
MJ could be doing the same thing
nah.
Cobain?
nah.
this weekend I had a very interesting experience.
at a Friends surprise 34th bday party in Sartel MN.
Party in a Barn.
at ten o’clock a surprise musical guest was to arrive.
and he did.
a fella named Jerry with his buttonbox.
he also had a wonderful little ropelight lit cart with his drumbeat machine and speakers and he sang through a pedal that on the choruses of songs he could make it sound like he was singing in perfect harmony with himself.
I was out of breath due to the polka dancing that he inspried us to do.
as the night led on.
it seemed more and more like this guy wasn’t just some part-time accordianair from Melrose MN that spent most of his days as a bachelour farmer.
his musical ability and style was soo rich and the his character was suspicious in a way that made you think he was in the deep-end of some kinda gag.
I realized.
this Man is Frank Zappa.
I imagine this is exactly why a guy like this guy is doing something the way this guy would be doing something
not that zappa’s noteriety was something he ever wanted to run from
but ohhh to be an accordian player in the upper midwest - I could see that being a concept that might be of great appeal if Frank was feeling like he needed to receed from being public.
Muh Muh Muh Muh Minnesota!!!! (help i’m a rock)
GARDEN UPDATE
GARDEN UPDATE
in Duluth MN even…
I just got back from taking my lunch break.
Back in the office :
AHHHHH SNAP….
…ple
*glug glug glug*
AH!
(my pitch for snapple’s new add campaign…)
(but everyone knows…nothing is THAT refreshing)
getting “in touch” with my s’more makin side.
WARNING!!!! THIS PHOTO HAS BEEN DIGITALLY ALTERED
it was Rogers bday Saturday!!
&
He is a Jolly Good Fella!
I would MUCH rather be skipping rocks with my girlfriend (like I was this weekend) than be in this damn (#*!^#*%@!#*^^) office again today.
CR making the same expression as the graffiti when we dipped into the abandoned rave party venue on the point to avoid the sun-shower downpour. (and she NAILED it!)
