I rule at Wii bowling. I rolled (drum roll please) 287 last night. That almost makes up for the dirty lying Wii Fit.
I’m sure that a lot of my success came because last weekend I watched The Big Lebowski for maybe the 37th time. I certainly hope you are all familiar with The Dude, and if you aren’t, I beseech you to rent, buy or steal The Big Lebowski soon, if for no other reason than the miraculous effect it might have on your bowling scores.
In other news, I am one step closer to being Legal again. I got my truck smogged today and it passed the tests. While I was waiting, one man was doing a praying, begging song and dance in the parking lot during the testing of his car, and it totally worked, because he passed. The lady ahead of me failed, though. The smog test guy seemed truly sorry to inform her of the bad news. Later he told me that more than one person has tried to fight him after flunking, so I guess he is as happy as anybody to give out passing grades.
Next I have to go back to the DMV yet again to tie up all the loose ends and get my treasured tag. Until it’s time to do this all again. Why must the state torture me so? At least the next time a cop pulls me over I can assume it will be for speeding or running red lights or something more exciting than expired tags. Now if only I could get my truck souped up enough to outrun the police cruisers.
And now for the backyard wildlife report:
Mom, Dad, and the twins
Quail peeps
getting a drink
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Please tell me that you didn’t turn the sprinklers on as that sweet little baby was getting a drink!
Baby quail! Like walnuts with legs! We city-ish dwellers (i.e. sidewalks) put little plywood ramps from the street to the curb so they can keep up with the flock.
And you don’t f*** with the Jesus.
My husband had expired tags on his truck plates one time PLUS an expired drivers license. While driving home from work he saw a police car so he sped up as he passed it in hopes that the police wouldn’t see his tags. Unfortunately, she did and he was breaking the law THREE times.
He lucked out though because it was in the middle of the night and it was a female cop & he was an hour from home. She didn’t want to impound his truck and have to bring him home:)
I saw get a faster truck!!
I mean “I SAY get a faster truck!”
I just can’t type in the mornings until after my caffeine:/
Do I see a road, next to the deer??? JESUS woman!! Get your orange vest on and supervise! Or do you just trust that other drivers are creeping down the street with expired tags?
And quail??? How did you spot them in those dead leaves that YOU COULD BE COMPOSTING!
Snap out of it, put down the camera and DO YOUR DUTY!
Ooh! I love the wildlife at your house! Just do us all a favor and make sure that Bambi’s mom doesn’t die…okay?
Toi, the sprinklers WERE on. It’s a drip system.
Meltrier, yes, fuzzy walnuts with legs! I want to hold them all.
Diana, I agree, a faster truck. And more caffeine!
Dana, that’s just the sis-in-law’s driveway. And we’re out at the end of the road here, except for Bjorn and Maggie, and I am watching them every second.
Busty, I do the best I can for Bambi’s mom. I try to keep the dang turkeys from eating all the food!
P.S. Forgot to say to Meltrier, right you are. Never f*** with the Jesus.
Those deer do not look pleased that you interupted them
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