Sometimes I farm and I stay in one place. (Did you know that alpacas share a common dung pile?) Sometimes I act and I have to move around like a hobo. I think I still prefer the latter. Here's what's happening in that part of my life:

Saturday, December 02, 2006

Happy Holidays, Bitch.

Look, I know why you come here. You want to know all about Anna. What is she thinking today? Yesterday? Does she feel disappointed or fulfilled? Is today's hotel everything she hoped it would be? Does it smell so much like glue that she's not sure she is capable of operating a vehicle right now? Will this latest posting live up to Nick's Uncle's expectations? These are urgent, vital questions that must be answered. Frankly, there is no excuse for having left you hanging for so long. Today, I will attempt to rectify the situation by sharing the following moment spontaneously captured on film. Strawberry milk and holiday cheer for all!


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zUGLcWkFihU

2 Comments:

Blogger Aspiring Harpo said...

Okay, I'm really freaked out. I'm having another birthday-at-triumph moment. Was that you? When? Huh? Wha?



HIYO!

8:17 PM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

This would have met Nick's Uncle's expectations if the strawberrry chug and come back out his nose. A bit disappointing, frankly. Signed, Nick's uncle.

4:06 PM

 

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