something funny.

i can't draw.

Whoever wrote American Beauty obviously never had to smell the remnants of a plastic bag stuck to the bottom of their car for three months.

When your husband is a musician, sometimes he might bring you your morning coffee and then play the piano for a bit, which sounds really nice, right?

Except that sometimes it’s the scary castle music from Mario 3 which might cause a person to feel that they must to dodge lava and other obstacles as they race down the stairs and into the kitchen.

location: candy cane lane, south carolina

location: candy cane lane, south carolina

great minds think alike? when the PA system at the airport kept warning us about “infants in arms,” this is all dave & i could think about.

I have a quite a few things to draw but have been busy with work, school, & Christmas projects. Soon! For now, here’s something that Sue made me a long time ago.

amanda and i had a super romantic date yesterday. so many funny things happened. here are two. THE LANDLORD while we were walking up to old city, we passed a man standing behind a wrought iron gate between two row houses. he looked at us and smiled. then, just as we were walking away, called out “can you help me? i’m the landlord. can you just tell my tenant that i locked myself back here and ask her to let me out?” it worked out okay. THE BAR after dinner, we had a little time before the movie and wound up in a terrible old city bar. it was okay, i played worddojo and my-ex (got a high score!) on the touch screen machine for free. when i turned around i noticed the blackboard behind me announcing that today’s playlist theme was: WHEELS. good call, there are so many beautiful songs about wheels*. i don’t know, is that just “proud mary” over & over again? i’m going to do some research; i can’t wait to make a “wheels” mix. you know, something nice to listen to as the seasons change*. *not really

amanda and i had a super romantic date yesterday. so many funny things happened. here are two.

THE LANDLORD

while we were walking up to old city, we passed a man standing behind a wrought iron gate between two row houses. he looked at us and smiled. then, just as we were walking away, called out “can you help me? i’m the landlord. can you just tell my tenant that i locked myself back here and ask her to let me out?”

it worked out okay.

THE BAR

after dinner, we had a little time before the movie and wound up in a terrible old city bar. it was okay, i played worddojo and my-ex (got a high score!) on the touch screen machine for free. when i turned around i noticed the blackboard behind me announcing that today’s playlist theme was: WHEELS. good call, there are so many beautiful songs about wheels*. i don’t know, is that just “proud mary” over & over again? i’m going to do some research; i can’t wait to make a “wheels” mix. you know, something nice to listen to as the seasons change*.

*not really

i tried to set up the pool, but there were many raccoons waiting to attack me.

i tried to set up the pool, but there were many raccoons waiting to attack me.

it was one night of many when sue, sarah, ryan, and i fell asleep watching ali g. i woke up at some point because my contact was bothering me. there was a convenient glass of water on the sink, so i put my contact in there, knowing i would wear it home and then just replace it. soon afterward, ryan got up and said, loudly, “i’m thirsty!” (ryan saying this aloud to a room of sleeping people must have been fate trying to give me a chance to save him.) i was in a drowsy half-sleep state where i wasn’t functioning. i KNEW he was going to drink my contact, but i couldn’t physically say anything. in the morning, the contact was gone. i told ryan about it 2 weeks later, after i was sure there were no ill medical effects related to swallowing a contact lens.

it was one night of many when sue, sarah, ryan, and i fell asleep watching ali g. i woke up at some point because my contact was bothering me. there was a convenient glass of water on the sink, so i put my contact in there, knowing i would wear it home and then just replace it.

soon afterward, ryan got up and said, loudly, “i’m thirsty!” (ryan saying this aloud to a room of sleeping people must have been fate trying to give me a chance to save him.) i was in a drowsy half-sleep state where i wasn’t functioning. i KNEW he was going to drink my contact, but i couldn’t physically say anything.

in the morning, the contact was gone.

i told ryan about it 2 weeks later, after i was sure there were no ill medical effects related to swallowing a contact lens.

cornlung.

cornlung.

little ghost duck.

little ghost duck.