Monday, October 30, 2006

Well, for starters...

October 30, 2006

Here it is. My very first blog. I now have a voice to speak to the world, and suddenly I have nothing to say. I think the Fab 4 had a similar problem in the beginning, but I can not churn out candy pop like "I Wanna Hold Your Hand." A problem indeed!

Well for those of you who are actually reading this first entry, here's the deal. I am really quite bad for phoning, e-mailing, seeing, or any other form of communicating with people, so if you want to know what is happening in my life this is the place to be. I'll be posting news, opinions (sometimes irrational opinions!), silly stories, and more. So without further adieu... My Blog!


NEWS

Well, I really don't want to start at the beginning so I will start at Saturday, October 28, 2006.

Saturday:
AP and I purchased a Sesame Street DVD and watched 7 hours of the show while drinking White Russians. Immediately following hours of pre-school entertainment we decided to watch The Omen. I tell ya, The Omen is really not that scary. For the son of the devil Damein really didn't do very much. Sure he frightened away some giraffes and upset a couple of baboons (the ugliest of all the monkeys according to Homer Simpson), but other than that he seemed innocent. I also believe the whole knocking his own mother off the second floor balcony to kill the unborn child in her womb could have been an accident. After all, the mother was the one who was too lazy to get a ladder. What this family should have been more concerned with was their hiring policies. Specifically those concerning a live-in Nanny.

Sunday:
Watched X-Men 3. A.P. made a terrific pork-roast. Mmmmm...


Thought for the day:

My brain is currently empty. Thank god!


Pic of the week:




Well, I suppose that is all for the day. I will update every so often (my goal is weekly) so check in every so often.

This blog has been brought to you be the letter "J" and the numbers "6" and "11"

Cheers,
Shawn

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Ah, technology has grasped you by the throat, dragging you -- kicking and screaming -- into the twenty-first century. Welcome.