Saturday, December 17, 2011
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Crayon Sailboat
And another one. This one is for my other brother (his birthday was a while ago, but while I was at it I decided to just make another). He loves sailing...
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
Crayon Fish
This post is just for Colton (he gave me the idea). I made it for my brother, though, cause he loves to bass fish, and it's his birthday.
Sunday, September 25, 2011
Crayon Rose Window
I honestly don't know if anyone looks at this anymore, but I made this awesome art thing and want to share:
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
Bacon
I hate how long you take to cook,
I hate when you leave behind gook.
I hate the way you make my stomach feel,
I hate that you're not a full meal.
I hate the grease I have to clean,
Burning me is very mean.
I hate how easy you are to eat,
A whole package is such a small feat.
I hate that my teeth feel gross,
But I must give you kudos.
Because every time I recall,
I hate how I could never hate you at all.
I hate when you leave behind gook.
I hate the way you make my stomach feel,
I hate that you're not a full meal.
I hate the grease I have to clean,
Burning me is very mean.
I hate how easy you are to eat,
A whole package is such a small feat.
I hate that my teeth feel gross,
But I must give you kudos.
Because every time I recall,
I hate how I could never hate you at all.
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
11:14 Doesn't Seem To Be Special
I like to think I write by inspiration on this blog and as you can tell I've been going through a dry spell. Now, what that says about me, I'm not really sure. I could tell you all about the demon class of Kindergarteners that I have this year, but to really do that justice would only lead to a lawsuit. On the other hand, I wouldn't want to bore you with tales of my most recent time-waster: cross stitching. What is there to tell about that anyway? I find string in random places throughout my house, I went through the entire series of Bones and still have about another tv series worth of stitching to do (any suggestions would be greatly appreciated), and using my mouth as a needle-holder will most likely result in my death (choking will kill me one day, but I still tempt it, I'm a rebel). That about sums up the total amount of information you're going to want to hear on that subject. In other news I discovered that I'm not dependent on nasal spray like I feared would happen by my over use of the blessed toxin. That was actually kind of a big relief for me. And just to be thorough, I've now joined the ranks of Twitter, which might be the biggest reason I haven't updated for a while. I found that the ability to express my every (very interesting, I might add) thought alleviates the need to write more than 140 characters about it here. However, the novelty is fading and I've come back to an uninterrupted (and more likely commented on) means of expressing myself. But, to be safe, make sure not to expect too much too soon, I wouldn't want to be responsible for your disappointment...
Until next time (insert signature farewell phrase here).
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