Spent most of the weekend cleaning my house. I am pathetic. I did go tailgating on Saturday. That's right. tailgating. It was my first time. There was a lot of walking. Then some eating. Then some drinking. Then more walking. Also, in this age of SUV's the tailgate has been replaced by the liftgate. I vote we change the name of tailgating to liftgating. All in favor?

Here are some funny things I said this weekend:

-You're beautiful. Like a picture of two angels doing it.
-I'm gonna pick you up like a bowling ball and roll you down the stairs.
-Why are you so mean? I thought fat people were jolly?

More to come as I say them.


Categories: weekend


who'd you go tailgating with?  


I didn't go "tailgating." I went "liftgating." Get it right. The revolution starts here.

Sara and I went with her roommate Brooke and Brooke's parents.

We were looking for a place to park and I thought, "We should park at BP and Double S's." But then I realized that your house is probably now inhabited by glue-sniffing binge drinkers.

Oh wait... that's not different at all.  


the tradition goes on!!!  


They also had an annoying dog.  


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