My attempts to bake the perfect glove have once again ended in failure. Perhaps I should simply admit to myself that gloves should be knitted, sewn or stitched but never baked. Gloves and ovens just do not mix. The sooner I realise this the sooner I can get on with my life.
But my quest for the perfect glove will continue. And once my hand... Read More
No deffinate date was found but here is some info for ya.
Glove history Sock history
Hope theses help a little in your quest for... well whatever it is.
i hope you had a pleasant holiday, perhaps broiling might work better than baking? i dont know, i cant make anything more complicated than a baby shake.
I have been feeling so guilty all week, ever since I stole an egg from the nest of the small bald child living just across the street. What was I thinking? What am I thinking?? What will I be thinking this time tomorrow???
It made a very tasty omelette though.
Well. It was alright.
I just cant resist a good egg. In fact I have... Read More
This weekend I'm looking forward to visiting Beard World. For those who don't know, Beard World is a brand new theme park that has recently opened to counteract the anti-beard prejudice prevalent in today's theme park world.
I can't wait to ride on the handlebar moustache, Big Bernard I think it's called.
Of course, I must grow a beard in order to be... Read More
See woman....what you need to do one of these days...is actually find someone who would only love on the Reuben...who would never dream of fucking your best friend..and someone who might actually think about buying you a bong rather than breaking yours...
reading back journal entries as i didnt have a computer for a couple weeks. for some reason i love reading those 20 things entries. i hope all is well, sounds like you have the makings of a great country song there. beat my dog, banged my friend and broke my bong. i smell a hit.
As a construction worker I wonder if it is a pre-requisite that every other word be bitch or fuck.
I might have sex with Ellen Degeneres if given the chance.
UPDATE: strongmad thinks the disabled are sexy. He constanly askes that i wear my handicapped parking sign around my neck when I'm with him. I believe his... Read More
So my co-worker/office mates new addiction (besides the constant bitching) is the Rock star INXS album from the T.V show. I really need to learn to like confrontation in the work place. Instead I send out mass emails to the rest of the company about my tourcher and they all laugh yet I still remain in this office. I just dont get it.
I've been going to this event for oh three years now and we are up to over 200 various assortment of santa's, reindeer, elves ect. They just shut down the bars now when we arrive for the hour that we all stay.
You can count on me to manage your sleigh. You just have to save me from my post-traumatic stress strike thing at the J&M.
I have fucking dog hair all over me. But that's OK, I have dog hair all over me all the time, just a different dog. Remember what I told you about not having to come home from the Halloween party early after all, because the damage had already been done? Yeah, same deal tonight. And I missed half the crazy leg-chopping show. Crap. Literally.
Wet willie! Sorry for the terrible injury this might cause you.
You know what sucks about halloween is thinking that someone is dressed up as a cop when he is actually a cop. HEE-LARIOUS. Oh weellll, gotta a free ride home in a cop car with nothing but paint and some well place pieces of cloth. Nothing wrong with that.
If you had found your phone and drunk dialed me last night, we might have had the most unintelligible conversation ever. But apparently the sneaky phone cost you a chance to see me tonight, because I called before I left work. We could have gotten some drinks.