pump-dispenser that is equally huge. It sits on a shelf that is hip-high to me and I've been poked by it a number of times. But still, that is not the issue. The issue is that whenever I bend down to pick something up off the tub floor (like Dash), or bend to dry my legs/feet off, I'm in danger of a conditioner-insertion of the SanFran red-light district variety. I've been goosed by that dumb thing more times than I care to admit. I've yet to tell Leah (picking my battles) but I've had it. That stupid pump just about put through the roof when I had my cyst (did I ever tell you guys about that . . .). Anyway, there's my rant, and here are some key-words to type in on youtube.com:1. "vadrum super mario 2"
2. "flute mario" - guy looks like a dweeb but it's funny
3. "killer whale kayak"
4. "cat ceiling fan" - I hate cats
5. "stevie wonder drum solo"
6. "shawn kemp top 10 dunks"
That should keep you busy for a few minutes. Enjoy.
Young Dashal is cutting 4 teeth right now and he's a little crabby. We've got the baby Oragel gum-number stuff and just for fun, my mom and I rubbed some on our gums - just to check it out. Mom couldn't stop laughing because it felt so weird. Me too.
I turn 31 on the 27th... That just sounded a lot older to me right then. So for my birthday I'm going to Phoenix to golf with my father-in-law (Vaughn) and a brother-in-law (Joel). Should be fun.
3 comments:
I think the thought of you being goosed by a shampoo bottle is too funny... aren't you glad that she is washing her hair though!!! and you did marry a hair stylist! I guess that is the price you pay brother!...... (I loved your green eggs and ham comment!)
I won't have to worry about that for a whole week in Phoenix...
AL
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