Thursday, April 12, 2012
Monday, April 9, 2012
Internets! I have missed you!
Saturday, April 7, 2012
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
Sunday, March 18, 2012
Takin' Scruff on An Adventure
** Things That Made Me Happy Three Days Ago



I am not nearly as good at window surfing as Scruffy is.
Scruffy's goal is to position himself on top of as many people as possible at one time.
During adventure time, Stewart engages in bizarre mating rituals in a quest to find his perfect mate:
He or she is out there somewhere, probably off in some other forest, shirtless and chest-pounding. Someday they'll find each other.
Monday, March 12, 2012
me: You could also try cooled hamburger grease, that is sure to send any lady running.
Or vegetable oil, even.
Just, next time you see her, POW, face full of vegetable oil.
Stewie: Not the lady I'm gunna marry
me: The lady you're gonna marry will LOVE to be coated in cooled hamburger grease.
Stewie: My ideal woman would have a cold hamburger grease sexual fetish
me: I suggest plastic sheets.
Stewie: I suggest vomit bags
me: Vomit only adds to the fun!
Stewie: Well I know, but if you fill a bunch of vomit bags up you can hang them over your head and pop them like confetti balloons
me: Were there vomit confetti balloons? THEN IT WAS A PARTY
Stewie: Ick.
me: Yep.
Sunday, March 11, 2012
Tuesday, March 6, 2012
Sometimes the best course of action is still awful and leaves you feeling nauseous, disgusted, and horribly sad.
What to put on your blog then?
Then the Scruff McGuff says, "Roo!" and we rub faces and I smell his dog fur and we cuddle and I think how nice it is that he is in the proper configuration, and alive and snuggly.
And! Isn't it nice that I'm alive too, and everyone I love is also and they are likewise stacked up right... feet, then legs, all the way up to their heads. All of us made up of so much meat, but wired up right and we get to be so much more.
Saturday, March 3, 2012
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Sunday, February 26, 2012
I'm in St. Louis!
Doin' nothing!
Earlier today, I made a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. I put too much jelly on it. Jelly spilled out of the sandwich and onto my hand. If you think that is the worst thing that can happen while you are eating a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, you are wrong! The worst thing that can happen is you do that, then go to wash your hand and forget that you are still holding the sandwich.
You are left a sad, messy person holding a soggy lump of peanut butter, jelly and bread.
"How did this all go so wrong?"
But, hey.
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
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Monday, January 2, 2012
Sunday, January 1, 2012
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