caverns and revelations

Little kids tell it like it is.

Jordan: I'm gonna be happy when it's time to go home today.
Miss Sara: Oh, really, why's that?
Jordan: I get to play Playstation!
Miss Sara: You wanna know what I'm gonna do when I get home?
Jordan: What?
Miss Sara: Laundry!
Jordan: Man, that sucks!


I rode a horse...

for about eight hours in one day. It was fabulous. Minus the part where I was riding an idiot horse so Amber and I switched.

I rode my bike...

to Goodwill right after it rained so I got covered head to toe in lovely mud. Words cannot express how glad I am that now there is a Goodwill in biking distance of my house. Today Amber and I even got acquainted with an employee who promised to rearrange the store into "cute" and "ugly" clothes for us. (Of course, he was just enchanted by Amber's charms and was probably trying to figure out how to get her number.)


I have decided...

that some graffiti is art. Today I was waiting for a train to go by so I could cross the tracks (someone explain to me why the these thoughts went through my brain: 1) Darn! There's no road parallel to the tracks! 2) Well, it's not a passenger train with bald guys to freak out so I guess it wouldn't be much fun anyway...) Anyway, the cars had graffiti. Some of it looked like vandalism. Some of it was very well done. And those artists I admire.

Random stuff I heard on the radio driving home today...

What hurts the most/is bein so close/having so much to say/and watching you walk away

(very overplayed...but I crank it up every time anyway)

"I don't know why everybody thinks he's so sexy; I think he just looks greasy."
--female dj
"And his wife looks like she'd put cold feet on you at bedtime."
--male dj

I'm haunted by the bluest eyes in Texas

(Hopefully me next year...not that I need to haunt anyone, but the blue eyes in Texas part)

I used to brag about my freedom/how nobody could tie me down/then I met you