Grubs and I are sitting here watching Kathy Griffin (the D List show). Denied a Grammy, Kathy was sulking at home when a large box arrived from Paula Dean. Paula Dean, from what I can tell, is a fat Southern woman who is famous for cooking butter.

Grubs: Oh my gad! You'll never guess what they were selling at the Oregon state fair!
Oregoonie: ( Read more... )

( Read more... )

Grubs and I went to Sauvie Island yesterday!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I took pictures. Wanna see? They're with the digital and not all that good, but here it is.

( Piccy piccy )

It's a lovely day outside. I've got all the windows open. And the neighbors are riding. So I've whipped out the dick rap cd my friend Greg sent me a few years ago. Seems appropriate for a Sunday afternoon.

One dick, two dick, buckle my shoe dick...

I was going to post the results multiple times, but decided not to. Though I am terribly witty and scathingly sarcastic, I just don't have the energy for it. Besides, I'm too busy checking the stove. Checking the stove. Checking the stove. Number one is off, number two is off, number three is off...

You scored as Obsessive-Compulsive ( Read more... )

The above is what I would be doing to today if it were an actual human being ( Read more... )

Courtesy of my friend Charles: "Wasn't it nice when all you had to worry about was getting fucked up the ass by that purple teletubbie?"

This is frighteningly fitting:

You are


( Read more... )

Just about every morning now, I wake up and see Luke lying there with his paws over his nose. He's down to two nappies. Time to go shopping ( Read more... )

Next week is our last class. We're to enlarge a couple of our favorites from our assignments, bring them in and when we go out for break, Teacher will put them up in a presentation and we're to have some sort of ... vote. So. Yay. This'll be fun ( Read more... )