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he’s small, cute and named wall-e.

i didn’t see this article until after i wrote the previous post…just goes to show you, i was RIGHT and bears are SCARY!

is TODAY!!!

i’m taking the bus and walking a few blocks.

i don’t bike as i am scared of bears.

it’s not funny folks. bears attacking cyclists is becoming an epidemic in the people’s republic.

be aware and don’t get eaten by a bear!

(okay, the real reason is i’m completely uncoordinated and highly fearful of roadrash. fine, i’ve admitted it. are you happy now?)

how can you NOT be in love with loldogs?

“And words, you know the seven don’t you? Shit, Piss, Fuck, Cunt, Cocksucker, Motherfucker, and Tits, huh? Those are the heavy seven. Those are the ones that will infect your soul, curve your spine and keep the country from winning the war. ”

George Carlin’s Seven Dirty Words

denver pridefest is this weekend. to view all the activities, go here!

my cousin is dj-ing at the “stoli dance world” area on saturday, 2pm. be there or…be somewhere else. but there will be much more fun!

okay, so we’ve made it past the first wedding of what i am calling “the great wedding season of 2008″. heather and tim are officially man and cool-ass-awesome-wife.

=)

pictures will follow…also a link to a very cool video starring the dyno-mite duet of dino and keith. no kidding. they were drunk and my camera has a very large memory card. all of this will be online eventually. promise. really.

*smirk*

in any case, i drove to work today and went by an extremely odd sight. a large panel truck filled with old, rickety ladders was puttering down the highway, in the fast lane, no less. like a billion ladders. okay, maybe not a billion. but at least half a billion. i don’t know why it was so surreal, but maybe after having only one cup of coffee it was funnier than it should have been?

last, but not least…have you ever had that moment where you say to yourself “what the hell was i thinking”? well, i did just today. i have done something so horribly wrong and twisted and insane…and it must have been during one of my blackouts because i have no recollection of making a mistake this large. picture this: i’m working out at the gym, listing to my tiny green machine (ipod shuffles rock, literally) and all of a sudden “BAM”…paris hilton comes roaring out of my headphones, causing me to lose balance and almost bite it on the treadmill. yes, THE song. and please, please do NOT ask me WHICH song. because if you actually know more than one song off her album (thanks to krisa who reminded me during a phone call tonight that paris hilton does have an entire ALBUM floating around out there) then i am laughing at you. but you can laugh right back, because i apparently, at some weak moment, downloaded THE song. *sigh*

sidenote, ‘m sure p-shizzle is a very nice heiress, but she reminds me of the barbie dolls that came out with bendable arms and legs. barbie with knees = creepy in a plastic kind of way = paris-to-da-hilton.

for those of you who didn’t even know there was muzak out there by the p. diddy hilton herself, then please go here…consider ourself warned so that can’t sue me.

neener neener.

a bit blue and exhausted, all at the same time. not the greatest combination.

tonight…a drop into wonderland. alice in wonderland that is.

then some sleep and cuddles with the divine miss k.

happy friday the 13th.

but blogging is platinum…

whatever. it was funny to me.

in any case, i’m moving this weekend. thus, this week has been pretty hectic. i’ll try and catch up with blogging on sunday, my day of REST. no, no, i’m not god…i just think i am. w00t!

hey, on a high note, i did my first ever bolder boulder and finished. okay, i did 18 minute miles, but the whole point is that i finished!!!!!!

double w00t!

and why mcsweeny’s rocks

If Horton Lived in My Neighborhood.
BY WENDI AARONS