_______ My Ride!
My son and I, in our endless quest for the best Stupid Television, just watched an episode of Pimp My Ride! Me: How would you pimp my ride? Peter: I’d crash it into a tree and buy you a new one. hmmm.
I am in here.
My son and I, in our endless quest for the best Stupid Television, just watched an episode of Pimp My Ride! Me: How would you pimp my ride? Peter: I’d crash it into a tree and buy you a new one. hmmm.
It is hard to wake up early in the morning when you are full of cough medicine and sleeping sweetly, but up I got, and to the airport we went, and to Las Vegas we go. It is cold enough that I get to watch the planes being de-iced as I sit by the window … Continue reading Going to Las Vegas
From resurrectionsong… resurrectionsong Ward Churchill must go. Colorado’s embarrassment grows with every day that Churchill remains on the payroll. This guy, Churchill, is especially worrying to me because Peter might be a freshman there next year.
Just sat through two episodes of The Office with Peter before he went to bed. The complete set of the series was one of my birthday presents to him a couple of days ago. I hadn’t really watched it for any length of time before this, but the thing is a work of genius. I … Continue reading The Office