it is now 2006 and i have my first funny story of the year.
on my way back from my friend’s house i was pulling up to 50th and indiana and i saw this guy who was stumbling around. he had ripped pants and i could see his boxers and all down the back of his legs. he was obviously drunk. he came to the intersection and looked like he wanted to cross the street. when i tried to turn right, he tried to cross the street (he would have been jaywalking) so i stopped to let him pass, but he went back to the curb. ok. so i check for cars again and start to go, but he moves again, but i could stop this time. i got really close to him around my back tire and i scared him and he fell over. (i didn’t hit him) when i looked behind me, he stood up and was wandering around in the intersection; holding up traffic and confusing everyone.
well, i’m home. it’s nice seeing attractive people again.
i was the only person in montana without a beard, women included.
bunch of creepy liberal tree huggers.
it was nice being one of the most attractive people in a whole state; not used to that.
so how was everyone’s week?
good to hear.
umm… don’t see chronicles of narnia more than once. the bad acting becomes more prominent the second time.
i’m getting excited about our ski trip this week. i’m going to have to make tim let us eat at Storyville. that place has the best wood-fired pizzas i’ve ever had.
umm… if you’ve followed this whole fragmented mess, congratulations.
you get a cookie.