Since I know there is a chance my mom reads this, I just wanted to prove to her that her little Shauny-boy does come to the library. Now, he IS watching skits from Saturday Night Live, but I'm pretty sure he's about to do some real homework. I mean, he's here all the time. It can't be all fun and games. In fact, a few minutes after this picture was taken he was watching the news. It gives you warm fuzzies, doesn't it? Our little man has taken an interest in the world. They grow up so fast, don't they?

What if...

Talkers

this is the guy and girl sitting by me right now in my astronomy class. they have very little volume control. they think they are being quiet but they are not. at all. they are enjoying a lenghty conversation. last thursday they talked about relationships and dating in general. his theories are poor and i can see why he doesn't have success with the ladies.

they have cought my stare a few times, but can only manage silence for roughly 30 seconds. i feel like he is the main problem, but she supposrts it so i blame her.

if any of you recognize either of these two idiots tell them i think they are idiots. show them this blog. maybe they will learn to be respectful of my time. i doubt it though. they seem to be pretty brainless.

i'm also open to creative ways to get them to shut up.

the tiny throne

we found this at the mall. i guess i never considered that tiny people poop. everyone poops. science has taught up that.

Sunday Drive

Until Wednesday the front tire on my car was flat. It was actually pretty destroyed. Since I'm poor it sat there for a few weeks. My only decent modes of transportation were a scooter and a bike. Since I think biking is a lot more work than fun I mostly rode my scooter. Motor scooter, not my push scooter Disco.

The scooter is slightly illegal right now and not exactly insured. That makes every ride an adventure for me. Sunday was my biggest adventure yet.

It was a beautiful day when I left for church. I have early meetings so I left while my roommates were watching cartoons. I ran out of gas but had some in a gas can from a week earlir when I ran out of gas then. (that happened right after I unintentially sorta made a little kid cry. Whoops) So my saintly brother left his cartoons to bring me the gas can. I was still right on time for my meetings. Please pause for a moment to be impressed. I know you are. That was the pre-adventure for the afternoon show.

When I left the building to go home I walked out to a rain shower. Not a drizzle. Not even a sprinkle. This was easily a shower. I paused briefly to consider my options. I came to the conclusion that the most manly thing to do was adventure home in the rain. I was soked before I made it out of the parking lot. I forgot how water resistant my shoes are. My pants probably could be dry cleaned now, but I couldn't be happier with my decision. An unforseen Sunday adventure? Brilliant!

Looking back now I'm giving credit to divine intervention for me running out of gas before church and not after.