i don't think i have ever posted a comment here before, but i read your blog all the time. this is the entry that drew me out. hee! the dead bird slays me too.
I love my husband because he’s kind of a dick. But he’s soft with me and his lip quivered at our wedding. I love my daughters. They’re brilliant and funny, and I’m here to kick down mountains that get in their way. I’m a vegan, and all is right in my world because of it. I can still beat the neighborhood in HORSE because I have a bad-ass set shot. Justice is served well through fair food, and scarcity would be a myth if we shared more, damn. Yo soy una mezcla which leaves me mixed up sometimes. My commute bike’s name is The D Wagon and she’s my favorite kind of car. I wish I had written Chronicle of a Death Foretold. But above all, I fiercely believe in the underdog.
"The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes "Awww!" - Kerouac (As told to me by Marigoldie)
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hahahahaha you're killin me
I am dying! Very funny picture.
Kyle: "I love our family. I like that we have faith.. and our little girl will be raised with farters."
me: "Faith, family and farts"
Kyle: "just like McDonald's"
I feel silly posting this, but it just busted me up especially when we were all anticipating a sweet butterfly drawing.
Interesting association. Daddy's farts = butterflies. No worries.
very funny!! i needed to laugh this afternoon.
what an artist: truth and a sense of humor! you had both my husband and me laughing. thanks for sharing this.
i don't think i have ever posted a comment here before, but i read your blog all the time. this is the entry that drew me out. hee! the dead bird slays me too.
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