Unbridled Enthusiasm
I rant, I rave, I waste time.....
& take scads of pictures.
& take scads of pictures.
The first daffodils of the season. All is well.
Dear Diary,
Today I met an 80 year old man named “Cowboy Morgan”. First name, Cowboy, last name, Morgan. I asked him if that was his real name, and he said he’s got the birth certificate to prove it. Wow.
P.S. this is a picture of my office. It was build by a dentist that later went bankrupt.
Lord, when You were baptized in the Jordan, the veneration of the Trinity was revealed. For the voice of the Father gave witness to You, calling You Beloved, and the Spirit, in the guise of a dove, confirmed the certainty of His words. Glory to You, Christ our God, who appeared and enlightened the world.
MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL!
This is a serious issue.
Thanks for this Jenny
If history had Facebook…..
I think I am ready for the next season of Hoarders. And yes, that plastic bag in front is filled with more shoes.
I love my doggy.
Dear Ryan Adams, I miss you. That is all.
Guess who’s off parole!
Now he’s just an ex-con.
At least we’ve got our priorities straight, pt.2
Dear Scott T,
Although I still think comparing this Blake Mills album to “Heartbreaker” is a bit presumptuous, you are pretty darn close.
Sincerely,
Lil’ B
