puke.

"I kissed a girl"
PUKE.

I had my friends kids, an 11 year old girl and a 7 year old boy in my car with the radio on. This song came on and they were BOTH singing along.

Everyone wanna puke with me? no?
how about cut yourself on the bottom of you feet with a ginsu Knife? no?
How bout inject yourself with skin eating infectious bacteria?

A.) because this song is SO (cussword cussword cussword) STUPID! and B.) because this is what bastard radio executives call music and insist young kids listen to.

"Gimme back my wig, woman go on let your head go bald."
Take that, STUPID DUMB TALENTLESS music posers.

Pensacola's Red, White and Blues week began this Monday. There are a lot of fun things happening this weekend but especially on Saturday with the Blue Angels Air Show.

I am sitting here working and I can hear the FA-18's Flying about in the sky. Pensacola is their home and its not unusual to hear the thundering sound of the planes as they practice before each show...its just a little more exciting knowing that this practice is for the homies!

I just thought that was pretty cool.

Another shot of Krissy. She likes this one better.

Nothing is right with the world when my horse is bad.
Is this what its like having kids? Is this what Sue and Frank felt when they stayed up till wee hours waiting for me to bring the Riveria back?

picked up the lunge whip with such fury

Krissy and Everest.

I have an OLD camera. OLD. OLD. But it's a Nikon and its still good! I shot my friend Krissy today and her HUGE "pony", Everest. They are jumping 3'6 and the coop makes her poop. It was fun. I really love this shot. Of all the shots ever, even the ones that end in -quila. It looks like a painting to me and I think it really captures Krissy well. She's beautiful & happy on her horsie!...

...unlike ME today. Who is just really confused why my horse is being so BAD! I went through a mild breakdown when I texted Leggs "I DUCKIN HATE MY DUCKIN HORSE!!!!" from on top of his non-trotting-refusal-to-do-anything back. I guess you'll have these days. Tomorrow I begin to ride with a whip.

oh, and b.t.w. I got off of him to lunge his silly ass and I picked up the lunge whip with such fury that the end came back and hit me in the face. (go on. laugh)