Monday, May 08, 2006

Go Away!!

New site with a cooler address:

Go there now.

Monday, March 06, 2006

Here's What I Want to Know...

...Since I've been sick the past few days, I keep telling Andy that I hate breathing through my mouth when I'm stuffed up because my nose gets bored. So, what I want to know, is what exactly is the purpose of the nose? I can think of no logical reason for us to ever have had this facial appendage. I mean, it makes since why we once had eyebrows and little toes, but noses? Anyway, since we have to have them, I think they should be responsible for more than just breathing when we're feeling well. Mouths have so many other jobs, so why not just pass one or two over to the nose, you know, to even things out a little....Any suggestions for how to accomplish this???

Oh, and here's the joke of the day:
What's big, green, fuzzy, has four legs, and will kill you if it falls out of tree and lands on your head?

A pool table.

Wednesday, March 01, 2006

By popular demand...

This is both the post and the joke for today, as requested.

The story of Brooke's run-in with an elCamino (for those of who who haven't heard):
I think it was third grade in the spring when Mallory and I decided to take a bike ride down our windy, narrow, country road to our neighbor's house, down his driveway, and back home. Despite our intentions, we only made it as far as Don's mailbox and forever ended the Baumann girls' road-riding abilities. Mallory and I successfully left our driveway and headed south from our house, so in the far lane across from both our and Don's house. We then went on our way, both knowing that we had signals for a car coming up behind us so we could pull into the ditch and let it by. I contend that Mallory failed to warn me of the closely approaching car since she was behind me, so I used my hand signals for turning left into Don's driveway. At exactly the same time I used my hand signal and began to turn, the elCamino that had snuck up on me began to pass us in the left lane. Of course, by this time, I was also in the left lane and the elCamino screeched to a stop, but not before hitting my back tire and throwing me into the ditch right next to Don's mailbox. It turns out that the man in the elCamino lived down our road in the other direction and his son later threatened to bring a gun to school and kill Mallory and several other kids (but that's another story...). So, he loaded my bike into the back of his car and took it home, but Mallory and I didn't want to ride with him back to our house since we didn't know who he was. The moral of the story is that drivers should always watch for biker's hand signals, Brooke should not be in charge of anything regarding being safe, and Rachel is mad that she can't ride her bike on the road.

Saturday, February 25, 2006

I got a bike!!

A man has a son that was just born without a body, nothing but his head. when the head turned 21 his father decieded they would go and have some beers. So they go to the local pub and the boy gets his first beer, after drinking just a sip he instantly grows a body, then with another drink he grows a set of arms, growing in excitment he drinks the rest and grows legs and feet. He jumps up and down with ellation, he runs out of the bar and directly into the street, he is hit and killed by a semi. The moral of this story is that you should always quit while your a head.

Andy just left to get some beer since we are apparently out and I feel like having one. In other news, we got our state tax refund today so I got to buy a bike! Luckily, Andy had already done the research and checked out a couple of stores, so we just had to go in, give the guy my credit card and take the bike home. Then we went for a short ride and I figured out how to shift and it 's going to be great! Here's a lovely picture of cold me after our ride this afternoon, enjoy!!

Friday, February 24, 2006

This is me, isn't it??

There was the person who sent ten different puns to her friends with the hope that at least one of the puns would make them laugh. No pun in ten did.

Today I subbed for a middle school FACS (family and consumer science) teacher. I've thought for awhile that it might be fun to teach kids how to cook and sew, but after today, I wouldn't do it for a million dollars (not that teachers are in the business for the money...). I just don't get kids that are normal and attentive in their core classes, but give them an elective and they lose control. I'm really hoping that the way the kids I had today acted is just a phase and they won't live the rest of their lives in this crazy way because if it is, our society is going to be in real trouble.

Thursday, February 23, 2006

Yes, I'm Posting...

Here's the joke in the form of a link...

Also, you may notice that I've changed some things on the sidebar--happy for you if your name is there!! And, did you know all of the cool things that the control key can do? If you use ctrl-x, it cuts, ctrl-c is copy, and ctrl-v is paste. This news is amazing to me, and I'm not sure how I've been laptopping it this long without these handy shortcuts. You should really give them a try. And, I figured out how to edit the template for my blog, so next time I can do it without Andy's help.

In other news, we're getting a fatty tax refund soon, so I get to buy a bike for our KATY trail trip this summer. I wish I had some wheels (2, actually) now since it's been so nice out, but I guess I'll have to wait on the government (no other comment-aren't you proud of me!??!).

Friday, December 16, 2005


A man dies and goes to hell. He wakes up in a cheap little motel room. After looking around for a little bit, he discovers that it's not so bad. It has clean sheets, a decent shower, and basic cable. When he goes outside, he sees that Satan is outside in a golf cart. He says "Oh, you're the new guy. I'm here to give you the tour." So Satan drives him around hell showing him all the sights, a pool, a family style italian resturaunt. The guy says "Hey, this isn't so bad." And satan says "Yeah, we like it here. Heaven is better though, they've got premium cable, fancy resturants, and a private lagoon, but we like it here." Then the golf cart turns the corner and the guy sees a flaming pit of naked souls in agony under an apocolyptic sky. "What is that!?" he asks. "Oh, that's for the Catholics," says Satan, "they insisted on it.

Well, it made me laugh....