As much as I hate to silence the jokes about my broken promises regarding a new rumpus room, we're overdue and I want a clean thread as much as anyone. I'm sure there will be other opportunities. I'm sorry for the tardiness. Life hasn't been too kind or accommodating lately and as I write this, I'm merely seeking the 75-word minimum to get this posted. My head is throbbing and my brain feels numb right now. And I'm not even thinking about Chris Sale.
I'm a bit of a mess as I recover from what I can only imagine was food poisoning. A whole lot of bile has passed my lips today. Yayyy.
So, how about I just add a few springtime pictures that I've taken this week. Photobucket seems temperamental right now. I'll publish this and add them once they're loaded. Give me a week or so. ;p
Rumpus away.Holyballs, it's like natural sunshine rays made of rainbows type-of-shit happening here.
Can we bottle that?
This tree looks like a gorilla, am I wrong.
...with a baby gorilla on its back?
Oh man. These. Are. Some.
Never bet on a horse unless its jockey is wearing pink.
Backyard dazin', barbeque ablazin'.