HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAD!
and happy birthday blog, nine years!
seriously shawn, what gang are you in? my bro gets mad props at our local blockbuster cos of that sean white guy. i wanna go with him to experience the local fame sometime. guy there with a ponytail totally raked dave and i over once (we were baked DUH) and 30 dollars later we had our movies what?
here’s the first post i ever wrote on this blog (CRINGE!) back in 2000.
Today was/is my dad’s birfday. We went all-out and had dinna’ at J.J.Muggs and saw’re The Grinch. I hate kids. durr.
They’re so annoying with their happiness and their chewing and, “Oh my GAWD! The guy kissed the Dog’s butt.”
Someday in the future, Raymi will birth a babygirl something. Maybe. We will see.
This is after she has her kicks, of course. After she smokes weed on the beaches of Thailand, writing freelance and mending broken toys for little chillen’……wait, raymi hates chillen. hrmmm…nah, Raymi just hates canadian/american chillen. They’re all spoiled rotten and fat and drooly.
K, tha’senuff. For now.
Got that bruisy, booze-eyed look, again. Not enuff ZzzzZZ’s.
I’s gunna try and go for Quality postings, here. Not Quantity.
I have the intent of greatness. Meh.
QUALITY NOT QUANTITY BAHAHAA. two lies in one.
oh god. we’re both wearing napoleon dynamite boots too. i was a hipster before you were dan deacon!
i wrote my dad a really wicked limerick but i can’t use it cos his names all over it plus all the rhymes so….
hi saturday what’s up!
here or above is the intention and my vision when i went out to grab this from UO. too much blank area in the kitchen. dad says it’s gonna go in the music room. no way why hide it down there? you don’t even have practice there anymore.