Because. You can never have too many fantastic ferris wheel photos. So says I.

Damn, Adam Baldwin was smokin’ as Jayne Cobb.

OK. I’m over the zombie genre. Moving on.

I think I’ve mentioned that I was never that into it in the first place. But somehow people started associating zombies with me. Now I get all these “Hey jentober, look at this zombie thing!” all the time. I was aways more of a vampire girl. I might be leaning toward werewolves these days though.

I think you mean complementary, not complimentary.

Yeah. I think I want want want this.

It’s so weird! I want to play with it!

Every once in a while, I’ll be eating an apple, and it’ll suddenly stop tasting like an apple, and taste just like a potato.

“I’m the clever one, you’re the potato one.”

She should write a book called “1,001 Things to Never Ever Do”.
Ha. And then just list everything she’s ever done.
Exactly. I would probably even buy that.

Why are German words so bloody long? Wehrmachstfuhrungsstab. Ooph!

And then this monstrosity happened.

Pretty sure punk’s been dead for a long time. But yeah. More nails in the coffin I suppose.

Read Thomas Jefferson’s bible. Well, the English bits anyway.

Hello headache. So nice of you to drop back by.

I think this tea might be magic.

It is not my job to answer questions on behalf of your program.

OMGARGH. ONE N. ONE BLOODY N!

I ran out of them.

I wish the Kalamazoo Symphony Orchestra would do an evening of Doctor Who music. Murray Gold. That would be so kick ass. I’d stay awake for that one!

Well, I don’t know how inclined I am to let Miss W watch, but I don’t disagree with what Nick is saying at all.

Now I want to watch Lord of the Rings again.

mathy mathness of math

doofus quadroupolis .. and what they suffer from is doofism

can’t walk out

Um. What?

Oooh! It’s almost time for my adventure in ghost hunting with Miss W! We’re so excited.

See? This is why we have to switch.

Freezer paper.

hives!

I can’t get used to this new keyboard. But I am not complaining, because I love this thing. I don’t love it like some people love HANSEN. But I love it.

I can’t look at you str

Ugh. I don’t want to write this stupid paper. Well it’s mostly written.

Writeen.

Defunding is only a temporary solution anyway. All it takes is for a new Democratic majority to come in and refund it. Shouldn’t they instead be focused on repeal? Repeal is a permanent solution to this train wreck of epically historic proportions.

Stupid death bed phone! Stop calling people!

My tablet thinks I want to know what the weather is like in Troy, Michigan. I can’t even remember the last time I was IN Troy, Michigan.

35 days, 11 hours, 5 minutes, 29 seconds til Halloween!!!

You’re going to like my costume. Well. Maybe not you. Never mind. Just forget I said anything.

Gaaaah Now Psycho Pants is being all incompetent AND nice. I can’t deal with NICE incompetence!

temper-a-tour

Huh. I was accepted into the competition. I’m one step closer to $200.00. Go me.

Am I supposed to do this iOS 7 thing on the iPhone that isn’t a phone? I’m afraid of iUpdates.

Oh number pad. You gorgeous thing, you.

Are you an expert in bathing chickens? Well, are you, sir? ARE YOU???

It’ll be nice if I don’t completely fail this test tomorrow.

studystudystudystudystudystudystudystudystudystudy

Honestly, I’ve spent the last 4 weeks immersed in the Pacific war. Surely something has stuck in my brain. Right? RIGHT???

“A clean chicken is a sad chicken.”

I’ve shared this before, but maybe it was just on FB. I just find nothing at all appealing about Cindy Sherman. Meh. Gursky? Yawn, stop preaching. But I adore the Steichen. And the Weston nude is positively dreamy.

Bat eggs? Wait. What??

Man, I hate vitamins.

Hmmmmm. I wonder if they’ll actually film it in Battle Creek. Hey, then I could be an extra! That’d be fun for about a minute.

People. Ugh.

Blimey!

Bob! Poor Bob. I think he’s bored with Jane Austen.

lackluster. lacking something. lack lacker lacktastical.

Whatever happened to that awful band Elastica?

The blog is becoming dull. Random is the only thing I ever post any more. Although, no one reads it, so I suppose it doesn’t much matter.

I told Inglis that I would be a fantastic campaign photographer. I don’t think he was buying it. His aid liked my work though. His aid was awesome.

I still can’t believe I’m in that exhibit next month. How funny. I love that photo though. That’s a kick ass photo.

Oh they changed Instagram again. It’s weird now.

Lemon.

Dammit! Now it’s stuck in my head! Gah.

I always thought the Edge was kinda hot, really.

I think it’s past my bedtime. Shhhhhh!