The giant magnifying glass pointed at my head – manned, no
doubt, by some prepubescent alien – has burned a hole in my skull from which
melted brains have oozed to puddle around my feet. You could fry an egg on those brains.
This laptop is doing a decent job of scorching the hair off
my crotch, too. (Let’s pray it’s
permanent.)
Since I’m too hot to think of appropriate life lessons let’s
go for absurdity. I started to write a little story about the chupacabra and an OB visit…
However, I have since learned that there is a press conference regarding the recent
Bigfoot corpse
capture in a town quite near me!!
I ask you… would it be bad parenting for Chance and I to
attend this press conference?
Would it be news(blog)worthy?
Your thoughts are appreciated. – wg
I BEG you to go! I’m serious! I fear the nights I’m home alone that I’ll peek out my bedroom window while brushing my teeth and spy that hairy behometh standing under the street lamp in my backyard, so I must know that the monkey suit in that freezer is, indeed, Bigfoot!
If it is not, raise your hand and ask them about the chances the laptops will burn off the crotch hair for good, because seriously, it’s stunning to me that it hasn’t!
HELL YES! But I expect emails every few minutes letting me know what’s going on at the press conference.
Oh, yes! Go! And don’t forget to do Twitter updates while you’re there.
I really REALLY need a phone that will let me text!! I’ll post about this as soon as I can. (i.e. once grandma picks up the kid)
i sure hope you can scan some of the pictures, better than the crummy news websites… was it a big of a hoax as everyone said?