Monday, August 31, 2009

Pseudo-Rainy Day

If the sound of rain soothes you, go ahead and listen to this choir all day long.

It may not be the real thing, but who cares? You can get the soothing sounds without the soggy shoes! Score!

Wash, Rinse, Repeat.

You know what is worse than sticking a red sock in a load of white laundry?

Sticking a dog towel in a load of your clothes.

You know why?

Because everything may not be pink when it comes out, but it sure does stink like dog. And no amount of body spray will cover that smell. In fact, the scents will just blend together to make you smell like a dog that rolled in fruit salad or something.

Believe me, it's not a good thing. Your co-workers will agree.
So lesson learned: all dog towles go in their OWN load of wash. DO NOT MIX.
(Perhaps there needs to be a written warning label somewhere on dogs...)

Friday, August 28, 2009 really is contagious!

In case babies don't make you laugh, maybe the misfortune of others will do the trick...

People falling always make me laugh. Apparently it works for these guys too:

Happy Friday! Laugh a little on me!

case of the giggles

A baby laughing will make everyone smile.

If you don't crack even a little grin after watching this, you need to go home, go to bed, and sleep until tomorrow. You clearly aren't having a good day.

If only we were all that easily amused...

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Do you know Tom Mabe?

I've heard this prank call before, but it was recently emailed to me by my grandma. Too funny not to share with everyone...


Monday, August 10, 2009

Long Lost Radio

I made a special appearance at the "Texas Hardtails Scooter Show" C.H.U.M.P studio a few weeks ago and the episode is finally online at

BEWARE: it's long. We're talking more than an hour. Feel free to fast forward.

Vote for Rory Belle!!
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Thursday, August 6, 2009

Fifty Nifty!!

I have recently become addicted to a Hangman phone app game, and one of the categories is States.

Well, if you're like me, and learned the song "Fifty Nifty United States" when you were in 5th grade, then you know ALL of the states and will win every game.

But in case you're not like me (or just really want to re-live the song like me), please watch the following educational video. Feel free to sing along.

Ol' Blue

I learned an interesting fact about Texas today: our official State Dog is the Blue Lacy.

Never heard of it? Neither had I.
But it turns out that this very pretty dog was bred as a combination of Greyhound, Scenthound, and Coyote to help cowboys wrangle and work their herds of cattle on the wide open Texas range.

They are described as intelligent, energetic, fast, eager to work, and easy to train and handle. They can "do the work of five cowboys" and are also used for hunting. It is the only dog breed to have originated in Texas, so therefore it is the official State Dog. Not all States have a dog, you know. So good work, Texas. Way to stand above the rest (yet again).

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Do you believe in Love?

I absolutely will see this movie:


Click the picture to watch the trailer. Micheal Cera, you had me at Superbad.

Here is where it begins.

(On print:) "We're here to end it, I said & she said, No, we're here to begin it & then she turned & opened her arms & everywhere I could see, there were people, like bright birds, calling with a thousand voices & suddenly I understood. Here is where it begins. With all of us, together giving our daughters a world worth loving for a lifetime to come."

Please visit and purchase this print called "Lifetime." All profits from the sale of the print go to fund breast cancer research. It's a quirky little picture, but I just bought two. I happen to know two very lovely ladies that will enjoy not only the gift, but also the fact that we helped raise money for the Cure.

Not a morning person

Now, I am definitely NOT what you would call a morning person. I don't like to talk a lot in the morning. I don't like to hear loud noises or see bright lights. In fact, I would manage quite well if I didn't have any human interaction until after 11:00 AM at the earliest.

However, I have learned that I am not the worst there is when it comes to cheery morning attitudes. This morning I encountered a man who clearly woke up on the wrong side of the bed.

As Shawn and I rode his motorcycle into work this morning, a guy in a silver car (I'm not good enough or alert enough to remember what kind) decided we must have been going too slow and that it was necessary to ride our ass a good majority of the way. Once he finally decided to pass us, he sped around the bike, cut us off, and proceeded to spray his windshield washing fluids all over us. Real classy, man.

Of course this didn't go over well with Shawn, so he did the only thing a road-rage rider would do. He sped up and got back in front of the car. But of course, this leads to yet another speed-around-windshield-fluid-spray-down. I mean, really? Come on now- what's the point?

While I probably would not have provoked the guy after the first spray down, I definitely don't think it was necessary to spray us again. Clearly this guy needs some coffee, or some red bull, or some cheer-the-f-up drink so that he can get through the rest of his day without ruining someone elses. Good luck to you, Mr. Morning Road Rage.