Why?

Was it my driving? Was it that I looked like I just got out of bed? Was it me? Or is he as crazy as he looked?

I was driving my school bus. It's love school bus number nine. Nothing but high rollin good times and good feelings, until Monday morning. Okay, it's not that dramastic. This guy's head was covered in hair pointing every direction. It reflected the directionless look on his face. He was crossing the road intersecting the one I was cruising down seeming to wish he hadn't been walking around town all night. He neared the corner of the crosswalks and cut toward my road. I'm not sure why I was looking at him (maybe to make sure he didn't jump out in front of me), but he was looking back. His frown deepened in suspicion and he raised his right arm, bent his elbow down and stuck out his thumb. What? the crap. He just gave me a thumbs down?

Truth

Truth is, I don't ever want to be in a coma because then all the hairs that I pluck would grow out frighteningly and unallowably long.

No Ordinary Glove

Actually, this is any ordinary glove. The only reason it became blog-worthy is by what my dad said. I believe we had just prayed as a family and the glove was innocently resting its palm on the couch. my Dad snatched it up and said, "I wonder if the police are looking for the hand this belongs to?"



Rather stunned at his comment we stared, ears risking to hear him explain, "Well, I found it at the bottom of a cliff when I was hiking up the canyon. Just one."

For Now, It's Spring

One can't help but smile in this spring sunshine.



Flowers' smiles are contagious.

Guess Who?

which popular movie star does my radio remind you of?

Life Cycle

This is General

This is necessary.

This is his weekly serving

This is what it looks like to be five minutes from crushing death

The Mobile

looky here. I used my old phone to take a picture of my new phone and then sent the picture from my old phone to my new phone and from my new phone I sent it to my e-mail and THEN it made it to my blog. Really, these things can get complicated.