So, I know I probably shouldn't be advertising
other blogs. Or maybe I don't want to because
I like to believe that my blog is the greatest,
and that the only reason I don't have more readers
is because it is way too rad for most people
to grasp. So rad in fact, you might have been warned
that unless you are prepared for the sheer
awesome of my blog, your head might ASPLODE!
Ennnnyways, my friend Laura passed a little
email my way and brought my attention to a
lovely little
blog that has become
my new obsession. This blog is basically how mine
would look if I weren't so worried about my
grandma coming across it. Seriously this woman
blogs how I think on a daily basis. I actually might set up
a fake blog full of kittens and rainbows and
direct my grandma there just so if I felt like talking
about felching (do not google that, even if you are
slightly curious about it. Your computer will never
be the same.) I could. But I won't. Or...will...I?
dun dun dun..She even posted about that lion riding horseback.
Dirty minds think alike.
If you aren't sure you want to check her blog out.
I will give you a preview, and then you should
check out her blog anyway, regardless of what your
instincts tell you. Cause your instincts are crap.
I also came up with another idea to re-purpose used breast-pumps to suck dead kittens inside out because then…TA DA!…fur-lined mittens for homeless people. I told Kregg about it and he was all “That’s…weird” and I’m all “It’s weird that no one’s ever thought of it before. Because no one wants dead kittens or used breast-pumps so this way we’d be keeping them both out of the landfills and helping the homeless. It’s practically carbon zero!” Then Kregg mentioned something about PETA and firebombs and I was all ”I’d only use kittens that were already dead from non-communicable diseases, Kregg. I wouldn’t just go around haphazardly turning live kittens inside out. I’m not a monster, for God’s sake” and frankly I’m a little insulted I even had to clarify that. I’m doing this to help the homeless. Not for my own personal kitten-mitten collection. We live in Texas, y’all. I don’t even need mittens.And I will take you from dead kitten mittens to another
cartoon version of myself. Seriously, I really must
have cartoon features, cause it's just getting ridiculous.
And by ridiculous, I mean awesome.
Monica and Brandon showed me Soul Caliber last night.
And there is basically a character that looks like
what I might if I lose about 30 pounds. Enjoy.