Ahahahhahahahhahahahhahaha!

We love to mock! We love to mock poncy design! Can't wait for the ungulates mock video!

Thas a fancee meataball!

Going to be making this very, very soon! If you're in the area, you might want to stop by... Just bring the chianti!

walking with camera phones

Just a couple pics from a walk with Rocco, taken this afternoon.
I know this one will appeal to L-Boogie.

So sad! Her accordion! Well, Doran could be a guy, but I picture a lovely, kooky gal who plays the keys on her cow-patterned bellows. I also picture the destitute accordion out on the curb for many days, gathering damp and gloom. My heart breaks for her and the pumps! I hope it turns up and I hope it's in salvageable condition. :-(

Oh god. We're working on making our wedding invitations, and no matter how hard one tries to avoid the massive commercial industry of capital W Weddings, it's shoved down ones throat at every turn. Just looking for paper we can print and cut ourselves, and we should have but didn't expect to find the Bride aisle at Michael's. Rocco thinks this parasol is very fetching and will really suit the climate of Galiano Island in August. Bets on folks: how much did he pay me to pose with this for the photo?

Nice day, nice walk, avoided the rain, didn't find any purchase-able paper. But the accordion ad made it worth it. What happened on your way today?

Challenge!

See my post below, then add your own line so we can make the whole chorus, or hell, even the whole song by editing clip after clip together! Ooo, it's really long, so maybe we'll get through one chorus and one verse? DO EET.

Here are the lyrics:

[Repeat x2]
My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard,
And they're like
It's better than yours,
Damn right it's better than yours,
I can teach you,
But I have to charge

I know you want it,
The thing that makes me,
What the guys go crazy for.
They lose their minds,
The way I wind,
I think its time

[Chorus x2]
La la-la la la,
Warm it up.
Lala-lalala,
The boys are waiting

My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard,
And they're like
It's better than yours,
Damn right it's better than yours,
I can teach you,
But I have to charge

I can see youre on it,
You want me to teach thee
Techniques that freaks these boys,
It can't be bought,
Just know, thieves get caught,
Watch if your smart,

[Chorus x2]
La la-la la la,
Warm it up,
La la-la la la,
The boys are waiting,

My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard,
And they're like
It's better than yours,
Damn right it's better than yours,
I can teach you,
But I have to charge

Oh, once you get involved,
Everyone will look this way-so,
You must maintain your charm,
Same time maintain your halo,
Just get the perfect blend,
Plus what you have within,
Then next his eyes are squint,
Then he's picked up your scent,

[Chorus x2]
Lala-lalala,
Warm it up,
Lala-lalala,
The boys are waiting,

My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard,
And they're like
It's better than yours,
Damn right it's better than yours,
I can teach you,
But I have to charge

A slow Tuesday night...

And you can take that to the bank. I know I will. And yes, it is really ASL. I put it together myself so it's possible the grammar is a bit off. Fuck it. And yeah, it's short. It was a short-lived experiment.
(Can't believe I'm posting this!)