Thursday, August 24, 2006

Twenty twenty twenty four hours ago-ho-ho

EJ's dog...

Nice fella.

Actually, EJ is a nice fella, too.

Do people say fella anymore?

It makes me feel like I am 72 years old, but in a good way. Like the way 72 year olds don't give a flying fuck what anybody else thinks about driving 13 mph and tucking your shirt into your underwear.

Justin Timberlake can bring sexy back if he wants.

Screw that simpering mouseketeer.

I am bringing "fella" back.

I also have a final guest blog from Eck rattling around somewhere.

I gotta dig it up, save the pictures to the hard drive, upload them to photobucket, resize them, then post it. I'll get around to it.