peanuts

no, not the comic strip. me again. here.

oh yeah...

more peanuts for you to read. posted last friday (oops). clickety here and enjoy!

the peanut gallery speaks

it's my turn to post again! over here, where we in the peanut gallery speak without you rude people saying, no comments from the peanut gallery.

enjoy :)

peanuts again

so i keep on postin over at the peanut gallery. read my latest post here. and have a nice day :)

the peanut gallery speaks (still)

you will be happy to know that my garage door opener remote is now working just fine. my roommate took it and, after doing exactly what i had done without success, got it to work. i guess it just liked her better...?

more peanuts

a teaser...

the last time i saw a meteor shower was more than a decade ago. and, really, it was lost on my 19-year-old self. i was more concerned with the guy lying next to me than the stars parading through the sky. the "rule" was when you counted 10 falling stars, you held hands. he counted those 10 shooting stars pretty darn quick and eagerly seized my hand, which was covered in band-aids. how romantic, he said. i laughed and decided not to tell him the band-aids were covering the warts i'd had burned off earlier that day.

so with my hands wart-free (for over a decade now) and a greater appreciation for the universe, this meteor shower was going to be different...