Wicked Smart

What trip to San Francisco would be complete without Danny, Jesse and Joey?

So. Do I need to admit defeat in this blog, or do the lack of daily photos and blogs take care of that for me? Awesome. This is what happens when life gets busy and you find yourself lucky to make it INTO bed before falling asleep. Of course, my bed is about waist high so there have been many moments where I've felt like I was going to fall OUT of bed so it's not all good I suppose. I am actually super excited for this week. On Friday morning Amanda and I will be driving down to San Francisco for Roadtrip 2.0 (A.K.A. Roadtrip Part Deux). On the agenda? *Bigfoot Lodge *Speakeasy (with password!) *Drag Show *Talk Like a Pirate Day *Chinatown *Oregon Vortex *Wax Museum Don't worry, I will take a break from my photoslacking and actually post some pictures so the world can share in my tacky/cheesy/kick ass vacation! Woot!

Happy Birthday Amanda! To honor you, I present a little blast from the past. A conversation between Amanda and myself from August 14, 2008. BIGFOOT So this is how my morning has gone so far: Amanda: Did you hear they found Bigfoot? Me: No. (crosses arms and raises eyebrows) Where did they find him? In the trunk along with Jesus on the way back from Mexico? Amanda: Ha. Ha. No, it's for real, it's all over the news. Me: Oh the Weekly World News? Right alongside a story about Batboy? Amanda: No! Look for yourself, it's all over. (Pulls up Google and looks at CNN. Nothing. MSNBC. Nothing. MSN Homepage. Nothing.) Well fine, I'll send you the link. http://news.cnet.com/8301-13577_3-10017102-36.html This started the IM portion of the conversation as I read this "article": Jamie sounds like a crazy advertising scheme amandafaith02 NO its real they have DNA Jamie for like a new mall or nascar stadium amandafaith02 and a BODY Jamie that noone c...

Forget Japanese. I've eaten so many tacos I'm turning Mexican. Me: Dude Amanda: Dude! Me: Duuuuuuude! Amanda: Dude Where's my Car?!?!? Me: No more and then! Amanda: Mak! Wait...I'm gunninto that tune! Me: LSOMSFOAIDMT Amanda: All I gotta say is WTF? Me: Lauging so hard my sombrero fell off and I dropped my taco Amanda: Hahahahaha! LMAO Me: I thought you might like that Amanda: Are you kidding me? I LOVE IT! *PS, I had an actual picture from today but for some reason Blogger didn't want to upload it so I found this one. It will do.*

Because you’re my friend… When you are sad,………….I will get you drunk and help you plot revenge against the scum sucking bastard/bitch who made you sad. When you are scared,……… I will laugh at you and tease you about it every chance I get. When you are worried,………I will tell you how much worse it could be and to quit complaining. When you are confused,……..I will use little words to explain it to your dumb ass. When you are sick………I will hold your hair while you pay homage to the porcelain God. When you fall……I will point and laugh at your clumsy ass. This is my oath……………I pledge till the end. Why you may ask?…………..Because you’re my friend.

-- It's a good thing I got over my temporary rain phobia because Saturday was a kick in the pants. (I threw that old timey expression in there so a certain "29-year-old" would feel right at home reading my blog. You've gotta throw the old timers a bone every once in awhile.) Shannon's husband Tim and dearly departed Amanda joined us at the game, which made it hysterical as they are both drunks. Side-achingly funny drunks, but glug glug none the less. Everyone was concerned about the clouds that showed up late afternoon, so Tim made it a point to dig around and find some ponchos he had. Finally, someone who is a bigger rain wuss than me and Shannon! He's my kind of people! Well, he was my kind of people until he placed the rolled up ponchos strategically under his jacket after the game and rubbed up against Amanda and I, doing a little drunk dance. Then, him and Amanda proceeded to sashay down the ramp, swinging their hips so far left to right it would...