February 2011
Smoooooth. Take 17
I made the mistake of telling someone at work that I’d worked in radio when I was a wee lad and the next thing you know, I’m laying down scratch tracks and doing delightfully horrendous voice over stuff for a commercial. (I’m no James Earl Jones, but I do have a decent speaking voice, I guess.)
“Can you talk a little slower, please? It’s a 15 second spot and you did it in...
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Happy Place
I was thinking about this “happy place” meme that’s been floating around all day and I came to the conclusion that since, generally speaking, I’m a reasonably happy fellow, I tend to be happy in most places where I find myself.
And then I drove the kids back to their Mom’s house this evening.
The 7YO requested (for the 17 hojillionth time), that we listen to a cover...
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So Very Pretty
An actual snippet from an IM conversation last night. You get two guesses as to which party said the following and picking “Jon” wins you a signed “Princess Sparkle Pony” from my personal collection.
There can only ever be *one* vagina in this relationship, babe and we both know it’s *always* going to be me.
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Day Five
Today is Day Five of “The Sickness That Wouldn’t End” which has turned my body into a full time phlegm factory.
I went into work and they sent me home. Apparently no one wants to sit next to the guy with the plague. I just downed *another* shot of Nyquill and though it’s not tasty by any means, I am beginning to feel a little floaty
I spent all weekend in bed only...
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