There are big parts of trees falling all over the place and they have taught me the feeling of danger. There's nothing like waking up to half of a broken tree leaning on powerlines right above your driveway to make you feel like a little old lady.
Hey, if you've ever sent me links for Weekend Web, thank you. I don't want to know how you guys find some of these weird-ass places, but I appreciate it. Without all your help I would have faked my own death sometime around week 2.
Livestock dressed like a baby wearing a sash on New Year's Eve and still hasn't changed back into his regular clothes.
2006 January 3
Hoganrise Over Mount Rushmore
Explanation: Beats the hell out of me.
Are you concerned that you may be a character trapped in a Tom Waits song? Be smart and learn the warning signs before it's too late. Also, it's too late. It has always been too late.
I'm haunted by a recurring vision of a skeleton flipping me off. To avoid seeing this terrifying image in bumper sticker form, I pay someone with a blank bumper to drive in front of me at all times.
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