They are coming to Denver on April 26. My friend and I are going.
Woooooo Hoooooo!!!
The next thing I’d like to point out is the fact that when I google the words motherfucker or motherfucking, my blog isn’t on the first page. Or the second. Or like the first ten pages, as far as I can see.
Just because you love your dog and it’s tiny and you think your dog is cute really doesn’t give you the right to bring your dog into a place of business where it is against the rules and/or law.
It doesn’t even matter if that little fucker is just so well-behaved.
Here’s the thing.
My dog is cute. Really cute. I don’t just think she’s cute. She is. Only, she’s not tiny. And although she’s very well-behaved (except when she insists on sleeping on the couch when she thinks no one is looking) she will eat your dog for lunch.
And I will let her.
Just because you think you’re special and do not have to follow the rules.
Assholes.
Please notice the look in Goldie’s eyes. I’m dangling an ugly, little mutt in front of her. (Not really. It’s just a Frisbee. Unfortunately no ugly little mutts were harmed while making this blog). Doesn’t she look hungry?
Sorry the picture is so crappy. It’s from my old, old camera and I had to download it from facebook. Because I don’t have any pictures on my laptop. Because I suck.
And I sort of (but not really) want to apologize for all the shit (haha) that was going on on my blog yesterday.
That’s what you get for giving me such shit (haha) about my Wordless Wednesdays being…well…unWordless.
And it was really, really hard to be wordless yesterday. Shit is always a great thing to talk about. It’s funny.
Now you know how truly fucked up my mind really is. :o)
And I know I spelt spelled wrong the other day. Thank you to Kelly for pointing that out for me. Please notice the sarcasm dripping off my words. And don’t worry, I didn’t scream too loud.
On a side note, Windows Live Writer is telling me that “guilting” is either not a word or that I spelt (haha) it wrong. Dictionary.com is assuring that guilting is, in deed, a word and that I spelt (haha) it correctly.
But I’m paranoid and I think it might be lying to me.
I’m also paranoid you won’t get my joke up there.
And if anyone leaves me a comment saying I spelt “spelt” incorrectly…well…I’m going to scream. Just saying.
This is a picture I took right after I got my new camera. That I haven’t mentioned I LOVE lately. We went to the Pueblo Reservoir so I could take some pictures. It was pretty much a bust though. See those clouds? Even worse ones were on their way, along with snow. It was fucking cold. I lasted for about 1 minute and 37 seconds before I went back to the car.
I would love to hike around and camp here. Anyone want to come with? Ya know, when it’s not snowing?
And I’m not sure if I’ve put this picture up and I’m just to damn lazy to check now. So tough shit if I did.
The info section on Youtube for this video says this:
“The five lucky winners of an MTV-sponsored contest videotape a week of their lives to contribute footage to the official fan version of Eve 6's hit single.”
After watching the video, I have to say that although the girls screaming and all the extra noise is fucking annoying, this video is just real.
It speaks to me.
How can this video not bring you back to the younger days? Days with less or no responsibility? No kids. A job that probably didn’t matter whether you lost it or not. No mortgages. Good friends and good times.
That’s what this video does for me. It reminds me of when I was practically homeless, but didn’t really give a shit because I had some of the best friends in the world and we had good times. No drugs. Sometimes alcohol. But always there for each other in a way that I don’t think I’ll ever find again.
So denied, so I lied Are you the now or never kind? In a day and a day love I'm gonna be gone for good again
Are you willing to be had? Are you cool with just tonight? Here's a toast to all those who hear me all too well
Here's to the nights we felt alive Here's to the tears you knew you'd cry Here's to goodbye tomorrow's gonna come too soon
Put your name on the line Along with place and time Want to stay, not to go, I want to ditch the logical Here's a toast to all those who hear me all too well
Here's to the nights we felt alive Here's to the tears you knew you'd cry Here's to goodbye tomorrow's gonna come too soon
All my time is froze in motion Can't I stay an hour or two or more Don't let me let you go
Don't let me let you go
Here's a toast to all those who hear me all too well
Here's to the nights we felt alive Here's to the tears you knew you'd cry Here's to goodbye, tomorrow's gonna come too soon
Too soon
Here's to the nights we felt alive Here's to the tears you knew you'd cry Here's to goodbye tomorrow's gonna come too soon
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