Doesn't that title just summon you right on in? Wale, the thang is Tina, I'm sick... I don't think I love the idea of my immune system putting up the white flag and taking a water break. I mean I understand it works hard, but I just wish maybe it would find a substitute or an alternate when it decides to be MIA, I hope I don't sound too demanding. I hate that I sniffle constantly in class. I'm an infamous sniffle-hater. If I hear a sniffle within ear shot of my general location I immediately bust out my 'eyes of disgust,' very similar to Mr. Potato head's 'angry eyes.'
I am here again with zip photos to share with the good people, for this I apologize. I heard a statistic on the radio that said over 60 somethin percent of Americans don't know how to use their technological gadgets besides the very basics. I am here to say I stand at the top end of the 60 somethin. I would like a nice camera, but then again t'why? I wouldn't know how to optimize its many fascinating features, so as they say in A River Runs Through It, "No man who doesn't know how to fish should ever disgrace one by catching it." Or something distinctly similar to that, I may have butchered it. Anywho, we had to read this story in my journalism class and it was like having to watch Extreme Home Makeover in front of 30 skeptical, pretentious college searing eyes. It's extremely well written and it provokes emotion in such a non-cliche or annoying way. It follows a man in the military whose sole purpose is to go to the homes of fallen soldiers and inform their families. Have you ever even thought that is someone's job? Can you even fathom? I often think about random jobs, like the man who works in the crane near my home. What would it be like to hike the tower of babel every morning to clock in? Anyway, I'm sharing this piece of journalism with you because I love it and hereby want all of you to ruin your technological gadgets by bawling on them. The great equalizer!
(sorry, don't really know how to make it so you can just click on it and go. Need I validate any further on the aforementioned technological war?).
OK! You kids, I sure did get ya, here's some pics I took pics of (so, these are pictures of pictures. Classy? Yes please). These just made me chuckle and reminisce and yet again, tear up. If you never knew Macintosh, the neighborhood candyman (before that sort of thing was creepy) then you missed out on an essential happiness provided by 60 east in H-town. Sweetest man ever who let me and Charmaine watch Gumbi all day and eat every Hostess product we could find in his humble cottage. And the pic of Mel just makes me chuckle every time, sums her up so well I think.
mmm...who's that cute curly-haired favorite on his lap?
This pic makes me miss wet n' wild. DISCLAIMER: This photo was not taken at wet n wild. Prob quail lake, back when it was the shiz slash the only literal option.