Thursday, February 15, 2007

wee me, plee? z



how cool am i? seriously... you too could be a little person, rockin' out and dancin' to the sweet jams at the discotheque with your irish flag in hand, and may i say, a rather angelic looking face, minus the uh, halo (which is optional by the way).

thank you rustin for the link and inspiration.

Sunday, February 04, 2007

like sands through the hourglass, so are the days of our lives...


first of all, i cannot for the life of me figure out why a sample "label" for any post according to blogger.com would logically be "scooters," when the other sample options are "vacation," or "fall," but i guess that's why i don't earn the big bucks.

scooters is also incidentally the name of a coffee house, which to me is just plain wrong because any eating or drinking establishment that automatically makes me think of unmentionables in the restroom is disturbing and should be banished from the earth. my kid's book would say "no two scooters are not on fire..." thanks strongbad.

substance in this particular blog will be hard to come by, but the nonsensical is often that which is most freeing for me, so i share this personal liberation with you, friends. my random banter has been a frequent occurrence as of late, mostly thanks to the continual musings i have with my friend dylan over text messages. who knew that a form of communication that i shunned and mocked even just 5 months ago would be such a creative outlet for me? i certainly did not. i also got to thinking after recently watching the movie "the crow" that being an avid skateboard/(and in this case)scooter user would strengthen one leg and leave the other leg weak and hopeless, also making you eventually walk very lop-sided like. to clarify for my technologically advanced readers, we're not talking vespas or vehicles for the elderly here folks...i'm still awaiting good ol' back to the future hoverboards ...while in the mean time, i find myself running, and running, and looking forward to more running for prolonged periods of time...life is strange indeed.