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[3/04/2007]
Grumpzilla and I threw a surprise birthday party for the twins. We had about 17-20 people all together, at my place. As far as I can tell, we all had a good time.

Pizza from Pizza Pizza, chicken wings from No Frills, extra big bag of chips from Costco. Pop, beer, mudslide and water to round out the drinks.

So someone was sitting on the rocking chair, with the legs wedged into the wooden walls. I didn't have the heart to say anything, but it was digging into me pretty deep. One, the walls are made of wood, and we can't replace any of the panels (they don't make that type of wood/pattern any longer), and the rocking chair is a virtual heirloom.

I mean, I don't even know the person's name, and I certainly don't want to sound like a sour host.


I asked Rad's wife to say something but she was even less comfortable than I. Rad asked me to ask NiceIce, but I'm like, "Are you kidding man? She'll put a bottle over her head!" We all laughed.

In the end, Rad stepped up and goes, "Hey, can you get off the wall?"

Thanks man, I owe you one.

....I suck at speed scrabble.



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