Wednesday, May 10, 2006

Ok, last one for the day. Are you sick of me yet? I just wanted to include a picture of the slightly larger triangle I call my clapotis.
Yes, I really am working on it. And I'm going to go work on it right now.

Oh, did you wonder how I got the picture without the wild cat trying to eat my wrap (ok, triangle)?

I didn't have to do anything...

He wasn't feeling too wild at the moment.

I swear to God, woman, if you flash that thing in my face one more time...

By the way, this was the dinner conversation...
Carl: Can you imagine how great life will be with a dishwasher?
Susan: Don't you talk dirty like that to me unless you're ready to take me straight to bed.
Carl: I don't know... with a dishwasher, I might not need sex.

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