This hurricane has left an intense, murderous blow upon the face of the south. It has claimed many lives...
My cat was one of them.
It's ironic that so many people who try to be safe and prepared end up being sent to their doom when my friends and I go out and to the beach and things like that.
I think I should re-evaluate my danger levels.
Let's be serious though... And hope that those who lost everything will be repaid by fate somehow.
A few things:
1. Panera: Redemption. Didn't truly get fired, in the way a dragonfly is not a true bug (stinkbugs are). The previous sentence has no meaning, and I work everyday.
2. I once wrote a short story/graphic novel called "Telephone in Boots". Ask anyone who has reached Level 3 friendship with me (you've been to my house several times).
3. Honey is not as good as it looks on TV.
4. Would anybody like to buy a 1990 Pontiac F-Bird Dale Earnhardt Special Edition? It's a pretty neat car as long as you have money for gas. Also good if you like the challenge of trying to talk over an engine that sounds like it runs on aztec sacrafices.
5. I had this strange rush of ideas for t-shirts I'd like to have... because all the coolest looking shirts are either too big or have mustard stains on the lower back. So I'm going to illustrate these ideas and show them to anyone whos interested, and has a powerful brain capable of emitting t-waves (which we all know is the brain's natural electric emanation while thinking of combinations of cool pictures and excellent phrases; that's where the name 't-shirt' comes from).
6. Stephanie and I are alot like Chuck Norris and that other old guy in 'Delta Force': An excellent, non-stoppable killing team.
7. I want to build a house out of high-pressure molded snail shells, in the shape of an enormous snail shell... I will do this on an uninhabited island, one that is free of dinosaurs, cannibalistic tribesmen, and of course, nether-beasts. A place alot like...
...Yeah.