Something I have been meaning to post for exactly one year...

(concerning the Christmas Eve gift exchange the night before)
Me: Yeah, we had a great time. Jeff got me the best pot for Christmas.
Mother: Uh...pot?
Me: Yeah, it's great...just what I've been needing. I can use it to make pancakes and stuff with the kids.
Mother: Uhhh...hmmm
Me: Yeah, I was really surprised. I had no idea he would get me something so nice.
Mother: Pot??
Me: Yeah, it's a Calphalon. He got it off my wish list.
Mother: Oh!! A cooking pot!
Me: Um, yeah, whadid ya think?

Flaccid Ratts

I was surfing around on Amazon looking for new music...and...I...somehow found myself listening to oh-my-goooodness rascal flatts. May the indie metal punk gods of rock forgive my transgression.

Chris came in and said, "What?! What happened to my Slayer Metallica girl?" and proceeded to put on War Ensemble. Bless you for fighting "the creeping influence of wuss-rock."