arrrr

it's eat-your-apple-like-a-pirate day

LOTFT

one kleenex to bind them

one kleenex to rule them all!

rewind

gettin jiggy with it

reset

okay, we're gonna drop the whole webcam premise (rendering the blog title rather inaccurate - oh well), and aim for any photo, more frequently than once every two months.  achievable goals... :)

not quite

wednesday

aka blank stare day

also-rans

mouth to mouth

nowhere on webMD did it say that decapitation makes it ineffective.

who knew

that the 847th time you read a book could be just as exciting as the first?

player 2

and dad never has to be luigi :)

blogging fail!

i'm left to rot in a friggin cardboard box... let's not even get into the total lack of blog posts.

weekly runners-up!

hopefully an every-friday thing from now on.

may has been sparse, so these are a few from jan - may.

found this on amazon

it's "udderly" second-rate, but sometimes a baby just has to settle.

i've been hearing a lot about natural foods

so i'm giving bamboo a try. the paint adds a nice hint of saltiness.

feel my tiny wrath!

not even a washcloth?

this thing on?

welcome to a live performance

of gabriel fauré's fantasie for remote

easter egg!

the ol' bunny hid it pretty well.  offering a reward if you find the second half for me...

i'm practicing

for when my shake-weight comes in the mail. incredible results in just 6 minutes a day!

tornados are scary

almost as scary as the basement i'd have to hide in if one hit us. saying prayers for those down south. 

wedding of the century?

doubtful. i've already booked biosphere 2 for 2035. and? things are pretty serious with Charlie Davies-Carr. eat it, middleton.

says here

"may cause lightheadedness"...

but i'll give it a shot. the website says it's safe in small doses,

and self-medicating has treated me well in the past. 

pretty sure that was straight up absinthe.

aargh!

adios

the broad behind me is taking dad and going away "just for a little while." and tells me i "won't even know" they're gone.

and she calls herself a mother...

i will backhand you, serena!

totally stole the outfit i had planned for easter:
http://mit.zenfs.com/218/2011/04/serena-williams-return-11-pink.jpg

nuff said

once the number three,

being the third number, be reached, then lobbest thou thy holy hand grenade of antioch towards thy foe, who being naughty in my sight, shall snuff it. amen.

selfies

mess with dad

and you mess with me.

manure digester?!?

now i know why it smells like the world's biggest diaper pail exploded when we drive to dad's work...
http://host.madison.com/wsj/news/local/environment/article_41077b52-5bfc-11e0-9743-001cc4c03286.html

first...

i make you think i'm just really good at holding eye contact. then...

jedi mind tricks.

oh joy!

time for a smackerel of something!