still tiny

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There is some question about just how small my little lizards are. This is a picture of Spottiswood, the largest of the 3 anoles. Keep in mind that I have freakishly small hands.

The other 2 anoles are just slightly smaller and the gecko is very tiny but very skittish and not very fond of being handled so we leave him alone to do his thing. After we took this picture we fed the lizards some crickets and Spottiswood here managed to catch and eat one larger than his damned head practically. I was convinced he was going to burst. I found it hard to feel bad as I was laughing so hard at him sitting there with a bulging mouth and wriggly cricket legs sticking out the sides.
Today we got them some silkworms but they seem less than enthusiastic about them. Hopefully they will come to appreciate them since we have so damned many.

um yeah

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this is just short and sweet. If any of you got a text message frm me tonight about me loing you and not wanting you to die, it wasn’t me. A certain tri-testicled Irish Jackass got ahold of my phone and sent messages to everyone I knew.
Also, if you received a call from a desperately lonely IT guy….well, aren’t all IT guys desperately lonely?

Fruit?

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Dena and Levi had custom printed M&M’s at their wedding. So much fun and so cute and so much fun! Every once in a while I think about it and go play with the page and see what I can get printed on an M&M.
I can get all kinds of wacky things:

Rotted
Pupae

or:

Killed
your dog

or:

Corn
Hole

or:

Did your
wife

and even:

Aborted
Fetus

But for some reason I cannot get:

Fruit
Flavored

um…what the fuck? seriously.

the tides and the wishes and the how-do-you-do’s

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Lord. Busy. So much to write about.
Sadly, i’m going to subject you to one of those bulleted let-my-minutia-hump-your-face posts


  1. Saturday night was my sister’s birthday party. Happy 33rd, April! After the party I leanred to drive a stick because David was in no condition to drive home. He was, however, completely able to instruct and keep me calm. He’s remarkably patient.

  2. I crocheted a capelet for my sister as a birthday present. Of course her boyfriend had to go and one-up me by proposing. Bastard.
  3. just kidding, keith! So yeah! The big news is that my sister is totally engaged and going to get married. Everyone, please congratulate my sister! I am peached out happy for her.
  4. The aforementioned Irish Boy® came to town on Sunday. Ran the poor boy ragged going to the Hard Times, the falls, dinner with my dad, and drinks with my sister. Sadly, he is in the States so he can work in Mankato which is 80 miles away. Last night after work David and I drove him down to Mankato where first we stopped for pizza and he bared his soul to us describing his weakness for anyone who spoke greek to him. Hopefully we’ll have more time this weekend when he comes back up to the cities.
  5. This is my tuesday, my quiet night, ice cream and dog park.

Don’t forget to congratulate my sister!

I’m the winner

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I learned how to drive a manual transmission at 4 in the morning with a drunk instructor. Over the years people have attempted to teach me to drive a stick with miserable results. With all honesty I can say this was
1) scarier
2) funnier
3) way more successful than ever before