Heh. Believe it or not, this is my 4,000th post. Think about that. 4,000 is a big number. But this is a pretty stupid thing to write about. So I guess if I write enough stupid shit, it adds up. I’m thinking this may be a good time to stop.
One of the most requested songs when driving anywhere with my children: They got one off a hippie that smelled pretty funny. Next thing you know they were both pretty hungry…
Now that’s out of the way, on to my mutterings (which I forgot this week) Sophisticated :: palate Pelicans :: Port Aransas Flat :: tire Cheekbones :: connected to the funny bone? I gots nuthin. Possible :: Kim England :: London calling Jacket :: tie Sunflower :: seeds Hungry :: hippo Accent :: British (oh […]