the way the Knights played tonight. We lost 1-0, but we played like champs.

the word 'booty'.

making birthday cake.

worried about brother pickle...

sickly but is going apple picking anyway.

guten morgen!

the streams run chartreuse with bubbling goo in Maryland.

"Honestly though, is there anyplace a dancing banana *isn't* appropriate?"

not looking forward to putting brother Bill in the belly of a plane tomorrow....

just placed a liter of technicolor bubbling goo in the fridge for pickle.