Memorial Daying.

A picture is worth a thousand words. Camera phone pictures are worth significantly less.

But. When you have nothing else to blog about I guess it's time to let the pictures do the talking.

This is me trying to love my dog. She clearly is not into it. Some serious heartache goes down when an animal who lives on the porch doesn't have time for you.

This is Nina. She's trying to avoid showing how much she loves it when her sister rolls down the windows and turns up the Taylor Swift and changes the lyrics to "Fifteen" to "Twenty-Three".

This is my bedroom. This was the state it was in a few weeks ago. I'm not really sure why I wanted to document my own filth.

This is me taking a photo of myself drinking from a really big coffee cup. Sometimes when my friends Dave and Aurora are out of town I sit in their house and do this. It's not creepy if they give you a key.

This is me dominating an IQ test. Need I say more?

This is my friend Mel. I really miss/love her.

That's pretty much it.

Oh wait! I celebrated memorial day. Which included but was not limited to:

• Eating an ungodly amount of food.
• Yelling the word "t*tties" more times than was probably appropriate for a family barbecue. (Don't worry, it's cool. I have friends from the south.)
• Trying to convince multiple people to drink their own urine.
• Having an 11-year-old ask me about "the talk".
  
• Reminiscing about my childhood mullet.

God bless us everyone.

Today was back to reality where I spent a lengthy portion of the day wondering how many paper clips it would take to fashion a noose. But that's another blog for another day.

P.S. Thanks to everyone who commented on the last post with blog title suggestions! I'm pondering some choices and will let you know what I decide soon. Keep them coming!!