I’ve been writing mostly about raptors in my first posts on this new blog, so I thought I’d pull a couple of recent posts over from the old “Notes from the Dirty Orange Book,” the blog I am more or less leaving behind on Journalspace. While I’ll keep that open as a sort of portal (Word edited for spelling; thanks cowboy. Apparently Firefox’s spell checker did not recognize “porthole” as a misspelling either. I kind of liked it though, since with all the unscheduled maintenance and such, JS has become a bit of a hole in its own right), and to a few old friends there, I won’t really be writing there anymore, but a few posts like these I really don’t want to be lost.
Enjoy!
I have no idea what possessed me to pull off the road and have my picture taken with this lion, but he was decked out in Penn State colors. I am sure the owners wondered who was messing with the statues at the bottom of their driveway before they watched me speed off.
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| From Hair cut day August 2008 |
Too much java maybe?
Jon would not let his mother take him to get his hair cut, so she trimmed his bangs anyhow. Well, this… um shall we say, needed a little fixing, so it was gay dad to the rescue. No kidding, when she asked why he wouldn’t let her take him to get his hair cut, but willing went with me he said, “I’m sorry, mom, but dad is gay, and there are a lot of gay hair dressers, so I figured dad would make sure my new hair cut looked cool.”
Sigh… so here we are making the decisions, trying to find just the right style…
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| From Hair cut day August 2008 |
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| From Hair cut day August 2008 |
More from that nutty day, coming up!
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