Monday, August 22, 2005

We ate some Spam today... the lunch meat not the junk mail. It's a new kind (I think), it's turkey. It was really good!!!!! Fresh bread, mustard, and a can of happiness.

Wednesday, August 17, 2005

Sara and I took time off work today and as we walked around we noticed there was a kite making workshop about to start. It was free. So we made a kite. We flew it and it actually worked better than the ones we used to buy in stores when we were kids. I painted a good part of the face and I put a band aid on the cheek so it would look like Nelly (the rapper, not my sister's dog). It was fun!

Then on the way back there were these two kids, I think they were twins. And they were friendly. While their grandfather was stuck flying both kites, they were both talking to us at the same time with separate stories. One of them told us that he built his kite but he was hungry so he eated.

That is all.

Friday, August 12, 2005

So every little while, if I don't update my blog, I get a phone call from my dad. It happened yesterday... he reminded me that I didn't update my blog since the 4th and Sara didn't for a while either. So here's a post.

Thursday, August 04, 2005

I want a robot. One that can go up stairs and bring a drink to me or my guests.

I found one that Honda built in 2002 but it's a million dollars (I was hoping not to pay too much more than $900,000) :) and it only speaks japanese. Buying japanese-english dictionary would put it over my budget but maybe I will get one one day.

Tuesday, August 02, 2005

Today was my mom's birthday. She passed away a few years ago and our thoughts are with her. Thanks to Sara for the kind words.

I love you mom!

I love long weekends. One day of going around and doing whatever and two days of doing nothing at all. Well, at least that's how this long weekend was.

I noticed last night, by going to bed really late, that Jerry Springer plays at 5 a.m. I just made it about 20 minutes in though... I was tired for some reason.

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