My timing is impeccable.
UPDATE: Here’s some pictures Leslie took with my cell phone in the Emergency Room. I’ll put them after the break, so that the squeamish don’t have to see if they don’t want to. Continue reading »
My timing is impeccable.
UPDATE: Here’s some pictures Leslie took with my cell phone in the Emergency Room. I’ll put them after the break, so that the squeamish don’t have to see if they don’t want to. Continue reading »
We are now homeowners. We did the closing today. It took around 4 hours…
I can’t believe the shelling out of imaginary money is over. Now the shelling out of real money begins.
It feels good though. It’s going to feel better when we have water and an AC that works.
Regular elbuzzard reader Catherine got married over the weekend to a real nice guy named Marc (yes, with a C).
The reception was a blast. The ham was delicious, and Leslie was thrilled that there was antipasto with olives and such, claiming that “Catherine knows what you need to throw a wedding.”
We forgot to ask if they were going on a homeymoon.
I hope you two are very happy for the rest of your lives.
So apparently the car that parks on our new street has a bumper sticker that reads “NFL Alumni.” Leslie and Beth noticed it last night.
Who could it be? I really hope it’s Joey Harrington.
How awkward would that be if I was mowing the lawn in my Harrington Lions jersey he walked out? Since he’s not exactly an “alumni” just yet, I think it’s a pretty slim possibility.
It’s probably some bum ex-Falcons player from the 1980s.
Oh it’s a rough road these days! So much so that ya’ ol pal Rebecca is tacklin’ the cheap and entertaining world of Trivia for the chunk’n'dunk town of Austin, Texas! Booya! An evening filled with vaudevillian vacuums of entertainment, live bands, live artists on display, and live living throughout. It’s the first time for a 4 week run of a Rebecca show, and it’s packed with enough stanky hullabalooo to leave a mark on all who attend. Wish my Buzzards were here…. Missin my buzzards, so dear.

Here it is:

It’s in the Reynoldstown neighborhood of Atlanta. All the street signs have little signs with this on top of them:

I honestly can’t believe that this is working out. We close on June 27th.
10. Dudes, I got SO laid.
9. Hole in one!
8. Apparently, butt babies do live. (Sorry, I’m gross)
7. Guys, I’m outta here. Take care of this baby for me.
6. I totally recommend doing it with pregnant chicks.
5. Experimenting with pot does not make you infertile.
4. I want to have a sit-down with each of you about safe sex.
3. Congratulations, it’s not you that I knocked up.
2. While trying to come up with the ultimate Mardi Gras bead attracter, I envisioned a 3-month-old stuffed inside a Saints can koozie. So I made one.
1. I should have made the choice to be gay.
Due date: Dec. 11.
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