The girls and I are walking as a team for the Susan G. Komen Greater NYC Race for the Cure to fight breast cancer. Our team is called Tits, Inc (name courtesy of Miss Pena). I'm walking in memory of my dear friend Debbie Robertson, a.k.a. "Cybermom" who died in February 2000.
I'm gonna pimp this like crazy, so beware. Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:12 PM | shower me with attention
This was video taken by Linn during her visit last May. It's Progo beating up the log (a.k.a. "His Girlfriend".) Later he'll bring her chocolates and beg for forgiveness.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:08 PM | shower me with attention
Wednesday, August 16, 2006
I really like the typo at the beginning of the post below this one, so I'm leaving it. Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:57 PM | shower me with attention
I wish she was still alive and would design a new blog layout for me. Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:42 PM | shower me with attention
OK, time for the pimpin' to commence.
People have asked me to pimp things before, but usually I'm (a) Too lazy to do it or (b) too forgetful to do it or (c) don't really care for the stuff.
My favourite, though, is the Caffeine is the Fuel of Civilization line. Turkish coffee for the Ottomans; chocolate for the Aztecs; tea for the Chinese. Because I have a real caffeine problem, I find this to be the best idea ever.
Anyway, I'm proud of the freak. He's putting himself through college creatively. You have to love that. I hope he sells out of all of them.
I just want to know what a Liebig Condensor is. Why are you in Tavie's head? 8:09 PM | shower me with attention
Sunday, August 13, 2006
In die jest shun. Why are you in Tavie's head? 7:31 PM | shower me with attention