I made this its own page.  Right here!

They must, it’s the only way to explain shit like this.

Oh, Creflo! I used to see his name on cable access eons ago and just laugh and laugh because it’s such a ridiculous, used car salesman kind of name. Sadly, I’m not terribly surprised to hear this. I’m suspicious as hell of religious men who possess great wealth. They’re usually up to no good.

Holy fuck, finals are done, well, one of them is. I decided to shit on the other. I have high A’s in both classes, missing the final will bring me down to a low A, I think I’ll be ok.

Frankly, I’m glad it’s over. Don’t get me wrong. I love my major and thoroughly enjoyed my classes, but that was the most draining term yet. I’m only taking one class next term because I’ve got a lot of holiday knitting/making to do and I want to get the house organized. I was going to take the term off completely, but I would’ve had to drop out and I didn’t want that to reflect on my transcript and it would’ve, so I dropped down to part time instead.

We’re going to the beach the week of Thanksgiving. I can’t wait, it’ll be awesome. Jat really needs the vacation. I’m just looking forward to a change of scenery. I’ll still have schoolwork to do, but there’s a cafe in town with wi-fi.

My husband is sick. He has a cold. He just came home and gave me a kiss. I waited till he went upstairs before wiping his germs off of me. I don’t want to be sick, really, truly, seriously, don’t want.

Here, look at some shitty animations. My first, so they suck.

Paula and I went to a local state park, one near and dear to us both, to see the results of our severe drought. It was breathtaking to view. My shitty cellphone photos don’t do it justice. At all.  But click on them anyway, really, it’s amazing.

This is the boat dock for the rentals at the park. Normally there are boats in those slots, even the first one. In the area are signs warning of the dangerous soft and deep mud.

Normally all underwater.

The lake bed used to be dry land. This is a picture of the remains of a bridge on a road that once crossed the creek before it was dammed up. You can still see the tire ruts in the road and the way it curves across the bottom of the lake. We figured this is probably the first time it’s seen dry air since the area was flooded.
We took a side trip to see the spillway (bone dry, of course) and found nothing but a few stagnant pools in the ravine. Usually it’s a happily bubbling creek. About the time I realized how high up we were (I have a slight phobia) Paula , talking about the way the sides of the ravine lean, says, “Kinda makes you wonder what we’re standing on, doesn’t it?” Damn her.

It was pretty neat there, we walked around for about 3 hours and let the dogs play and swim. Fun times and a much needed break!

For Real Yo’.

Terrist rodents! Fuck!

We’re running out of human soldiers for sacrifice, but that’s ok, we have backups.

Not a squirrel.