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It has come to my attention that this site is not driving enough traffic to Shipwire. Please help by clicking. Thanks.
-The Management
I just walked into the men’s restroom at MSP airport and heard a man, who was using the urinal while on his cell phone (I have to admire that level of coordination), say “Well, what about hand grenades?” I guess MSP is known for strange bathroom situations…
Edit: As I walk through the airport saying “No, it’s fine that you’re running late [to pick me up] since it gives me time to see the trained chimps” into my cellphone, I realize context is key. Although I waited until after leaving the restroom to make this call.
Cathy says this shirt reminded her of me. Let’s run down the checklist.
Yeah, that just about defines me.
Rachel is doing the MS Walk in a few weeks. Donate some money, why doncha?
Every hour of every day, someone is diagnosed with multiple sclerosis. That’s why I registered for Walk MS: Christopher & Banks Walk 2008 presented by Anchor Bank and that’s why I’m asking you to support my fund raising efforts with a tax-deductible donation.
The National Multiple Sclerosis Society is a collective of passionate individuals, moving together to create a world free of multiple sclerosis. But they can’t do it alone. It’s faster and easier than ever to support this cause that’s so important to me. Simply click on the link at the bottom of this message. If you prefer, you can send your contribution to the address listed below.
Any amount, great or small, helps to make a difference in the lives of people with MS. I appreciate your support and look forward to letting you know how I do.
P.S. If you would like more information about the National Multiple Sclerosis Society, how proceeds from Walk MS are used, or the other ways you can get involved in the fight against MS, please visit nationalmssociety.org.
I’m hoping there is an affiliate program for the baked goods and Ev-hugs. Tell her I sent you.
Question time for you, dear reader(s)! (Oh, the things I do while sick and waiting for a friend to bring me juice and medicine…)
1. Do you have a tattoo?
2. How old are you?
3. Are you single or taken?
4. Fish?
5. Do you dream in color?
6. Ever seen a corpse?
7. Hipsters or Hillbillies?
8. How did we meet?
9. What’s your philosophy on life and death?
10. If you could do anything with me, and have no one know, what would it be?
11. Do you trust the police?
12. Do you like musicals?
13. What is your fondest memory of me?
14. If you could change anything about yourself what would it be?
15. Would you cheat ?
16. What are you wearing?
17. Have you ever peed in a pool?
18. Would you hide evidence for me if I asked you to?
19. If I only had one day to live, what would we do together?
20. Which do you prefer - short or long hair?
21. What’s your favorite day of the week?
22. What’s your favorite color?
23. If you could bring back anyone that has passed, who would it be?
24. Tell me one interesting/odd fact about you?
25. What was your first impression of me?
26. Have you ever done drugs?
27. Will you post this so I can fill it out for you?
I’m back from Peru! The biggest flaw in the English language is that it lacks the words for describing the joy and excitement and life-changingness of my trip. I’ll be uploading photos and typing up my travel journal, so tons of stories and pictures soon. I missed you all!
I’m off to Peru in the morning. I’ll be back on 9/18. Hold down the fort in my absence.
Tonight I rode my bike to the store to get the lemon I forgot to buy when I was there on Monday. Four hours later, I looked down and realized I still had the right leg of my jeans rolled up.
Yep, it’s one of those “I haven’t been blogging” posts. I like to think of them as the blog equivalent of the sitcom “clip show”. Remember when….
Jason has tagged me with this, and I can never resist a good tagging, so I thought I’d play. Some of you probably know some of these, but I don’t know if most of you know all of them. Not that they are especially secretive, as this ended up more of “8 facts that define me” than “8 things you didn’t know”. The result of rambling while so tired, I guess. And away we go: