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Tuesday, November 29, 2005
BIRDIE FLU
I went out to visit my grandpa over Thanksgiving. We had some whiskey toddies, as usual. I raked and burned some leaves. I saw a dead bird hanging out of the purple martin feeder, and now I have cold-like symptoms.
I also played badminton with my cousin's son, who is like 9. We didn't have a net, so we used some shrubs along the property boundary in my grandpa's yard. I am scratched up all over because of all the birdies I had to retrieve from the middle of the shrubs. Some call them shuttlecocks.
I've been asked to post a picture of mysef in my underwear. Someday. Someday. I'm sure it would increase my site traffic exponentially.
Life is boring.
-m
I went out to visit my grandpa over Thanksgiving. We had some whiskey toddies, as usual. I raked and burned some leaves. I saw a dead bird hanging out of the purple martin feeder, and now I have cold-like symptoms.
I also played badminton with my cousin's son, who is like 9. We didn't have a net, so we used some shrubs along the property boundary in my grandpa's yard. I am scratched up all over because of all the birdies I had to retrieve from the middle of the shrubs. Some call them shuttlecocks.
I've been asked to post a picture of mysef in my underwear. Someday. Someday. I'm sure it would increase my site traffic exponentially.
Life is boring.
-m
