Thursday, March 29, 2007

Not Feeling the Funny Today

Since I still can think of NOTHING but the money those Fleetwood Mac loving people stole from us, I’d like to point you in the direction of my daughter’s site.

I keep telling her to fix her more ridiculous typos, but if you can get past them, she’s got some entertaining stuff in there.

THIEVERY UPDATE:
I have pretty much gotten over most of my angsty-ness about the robbery. But they also started forging checks in MY name last week. So bizarre to see your name on a check that you didn’t write. To Carl’s Jr. Have I been to Carl’s Jr. in the past three years? Nope. And they forged a whole new drivers’ license. And they made new, forged checks. I get the feeling that these people do this for a living.

And they can’t do my signature worth a darn.

Posted by Jon on 03/29/07 at 09:21 AM

  1. She’s definitely taking up the slack. Sure hope I don’t ever have to like, CHOOSE, yours or hers. You might want to synchronize any blog vacations. You know, so there’s not a time where like, you’re away and not posting for like, a week or something but she’s still crankin’ ‘em out.

    I’m just saying.

    Posted by Radioactive Jam  on  03/29/07  at  05:35 PM

  2. On a completely unrelated note, are there any good hot dog stands in SLC?  I was in Spokane last weekend and got to visit one of my all time favorite hot dog stands, Cap’n Juicy’s. Now I’m all Jones’n for another hot dog.

    Posted by michael  on  03/30/07  at  07:04 PM

  3. If you ever find out who robbed you, you can use this on them:

    http://www.joshuarey.com/index.pl?Action=ShowArticle&ID=134&DoNotGoToFood=0

    Of course, you probably don’t need it.

    Posted by Karla  on  04/01/07  at  04:54 PM

  4. the phrase “those Fleetwood Mac loving people” reminded me… not that this was your situation, but when my house got burglarized, the thing that was the biggest violation was the fact that they sat in my living room and sorted through my CDs, taking only their hundred favorite, leaving me with all of the crap.

    And then, because they didn’t think far enough ahead to bring something to cart the CDs off in, they stole my TRASH CAN.  Jerks.

    Posted by Jenna  on  04/04/07  at  06:48 PM
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Holy Crap! Look at all this STUFF down here. It's awesome!

 

Really, I'm glad you made it down here. Almost no one ever comes down here. I'm like in a freaking dungeon down here. I get lonely. But not you. YOU made it all the way to the end of the page. For this I think I've a little crush on you. I don't know, is "love" to strong a word to use in this situation? Well, if it's not "love," then it's very strong "like." I'm totally in like with you for coming down here. You are awesome. Please love me back! I know, I know, I shouldn't be all needy, it's not attractive at all, but you don't know how it is to be stuck down here. Who scrolls all the way to the end of a page anymore these days? Anyway, thanks for shedding some light down here in the depths. I appreciate it. Shoot me an email and I'll send you a dollar, OK?


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