ye olde crapfest

and gave everyone a delicious cheese cony! that's what happened, seriously!

anyway, it's monday and you know what THAT means-- it's "Wear Your Muddy Dog Park Jeans To Work" Day! either that, or i dressed in the dark. either way.

stuporbowl sunday came and went, and i ate fourteen pounds of assorted tasty foods prepared by myself and ms. erin "trust me i'm a doctor" edwards. there were 7 of us eating, and enough food for probably 25. this does not mean we didn't put a dent in it. a considerable dent, even. and my team won! woot! i don't really give a flying crap about the nfl, but everyone who knows where i'm from seems to assume i'm a patriots fan. long ago, i decided that this was just fine with me, seeing as how they consistently WIN and make me a consistent vicarious WINNER. so, go pats, i guess.

and in other news, i've got nothing. jack shit. squat. dooky. zilch.

oh, except that stevie wonder's REAL name is Stevelandjudkins Hardaway. no kidding, you can look it up.