Showing posts with label getting around to this shit. Show all posts
Showing posts with label getting around to this shit. Show all posts

05 June 2010

We Were Looking for Ourselves


I will not tolerate you.

I've got a metric fuckton of photos to resize so blogger will upload them and then all the fun times I will recount of my 30 day adventure with a dog, two children, wife, relatives and friends on a wacky quest to buy a Pembroke Corgi and drive it 2600 miles to it's new home. I hear Michael Bay wants to buy it so he can turn it into next summer's blockbuster 'splosion-filled turd of a movie. Stay tuned.

In the meantime, read this. It's a friend of mine from the Marine Corps who has a blog now and it is filled with wine and kitty goodness.