If God is dead, you killed Him.



Take a shot at fustian logorrhea:


Them
Label

Location

Words









Egotistic Tendencies
RuthFace
RuthNoise























 
 
Humans
Aaron
Chris
Darren
Goliath
Jeanne
Jo-uh-oh
Jolandi
Jono corecore
Marina
Megsea
Mike
Rach Tea
Reuben the Brother
Tim
Timothy
Val
Yanni


These Might Change Your Life
It's Truth
Relevant
Irrelativity
Colossians Three Sixteen
Burnside Writers Collective
Mcsweeney's
The Haggis-On-Whey World of Unbelievable Brilliance




























Archaic


















Better one handful with tranquility than two handfuls with toil and chasing after the wind.
 
Sunday, January 14, 2007  
If you are what you eat, I am mango
The ears are feeding on the sound of automobiles on a wet road

Mannequin drama.

Tim looks like a hunched pixie!

We saw some seriously crappy stunt. Seriously.

Cast or crew? You decide.

Food art; or how I eat my food with great finesse:

The (cheap) crochet bunny

The car ride took us 50 minutes... I got bored

It rained, and rained, and rained, and rained

Rhoobarb's birthday - we feasted at Al Forno

We weren't inebriated... we just got soggy in the rain

Tee hee

Jesse's funnier-looking Doppelganger! We think he might have been Russian. Vladimir something.

STAR WARS TROOPER = MEG'S SHORTS (which were originally mine, come to think of it)

"Reach out... reach out... HEY! I'll be theeeere..."

Ministry this morning

We got tired of standing around waiting for no one..

See?

Askjdsd

THE DRESS!!! No bicycle shorts, Megsy :D

THE DRESS AGAIN!!! They kind of forgot it was a dress.

I loooooooove my Mom

:D

22:15

Niceties: Post a Comment
 
-----<font size=2>Blog-og-ogger</font>