Squishy Burrito? What?!? So, I was walking the streets of Denver with a good friend, and a boy (later to be known as Cster). I decide we should eat. "What do you feel like?" my good friend ask me. "A squishy burrito" answers Cster squishing my muscleless arm.
Jump forward a few years. The good friend is now my sister-in-law and Cster and I enjoy the mountains walking to our mailbox with our 4 children Mster, Lster and Kster, and Nikster.
Friday, November 11, 2005
What shall I do?
Maybe I'll write a fantastic post today or maybe I won't.
I vote for (another) fantastic post. I'm "working" on the computer all day, which means I'll be checking everyone's blogs about once every 5 minutes. Post your heart out.
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This is a very meta postm and as such is fantastic.
I vote for (another) fantastic post. I'm "working" on the computer all day, which means I'll be checking everyone's blogs about once every 5 minutes. Post your heart out.
To post or not to post, that is the question...
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