My cats are finicky. They mock me with their chopsticks.
It's chillier outside. Now my talking pothole isn't speaking to me.
After staying awake 2 days straight, I slept 11 hours! And I've got 5 hours left over for a nap! So long, suckers! Zzzzz...
I'm officially declared a breakfast nook. "A place for small meals."
[Mike Durrett] laments the end of civility and southern hospitality. The Talking Pothole just chewed out my tire.
@Drudge_Report says: "Panhandlers need permits to beg in Raleigh." -- Look what we got with Raleigh coupons!
I've run completely out of foibles. I gots to gets me some more foibles. Road trip to Cracker Barrel, maybe Esther's House of Nerf...
Call me a racist, but I believe I am superior to NASCAR.
Hi! It's Vince from ShamWow! ... Nope. Not really. I'm a ShamWow impersonator. Did you get that Camera Guy?...
All of them quiet, looking up attentively at me, feeding these cats is the only time of the day I feel like a schoolmarm.
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