It's Sunday morning at 8:29. I'm bored. Lindy is asleep. The boys are playing Lego Star Wars. I've cleaned the kitchen. I've started laundry. I've been to sporcle, postsecret, and a dozen other websites. I could go read, but chances are once I pick up my book, one of the boys will yell for something. So here I am, sitting at the computer, writing a boring blog entry.
Weekend happenings:
Manchester United lost for the first time this season.
The Superbowl is today, go Packers.
We watched "Red" last night. It was ok, not great though.
Lindy and I designed a sculpture portraying what a hobo has planned for this week, took a picture, and sent it to her.
I swept off the empty lot and skated again, but this time the backs of the skates rubbed my legs raw. I was the Curt Schilling of empty lot iceskating.
Now, I'm going to go get the paper and drink some more coffee.
Cheers
1 comments:
I like the Schilling reference. Good work. Also, thanks for the sculpture. It was delightfully revolting, much like my life.
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