Monday, October 26, 2009


Hey! It's me. I've been all kinds of slack lately but I'm going to fix that. That's right, nerds, I'm commiting to do that NaBloPoMo thingy this year. YEAH. 30 days of bullshit from me. But, to prevent my head from exploding, I think I'm just going to tell a little slice-of-life story every day. Nothing too taxing or ridiculously detailed, just a little daily story from my average existence. Like, for instance, yesterday:

Kenny and I decided to ride over to the secret little park that's tucked between the neighborhood next to ours and the highway. Great trails that nobody ever rides. We were headed down towards the end of the cul-de-sac where the park gate is located when I heard a loud rustling sound coming from the yard to the left of us. We slowed down and watched with mouths agape as a fully-antlered buck burst out of the yard, galloped across the street right in front of us and dove into the yard on our right. Kenny and I looked at each other, momentarily speechless, and then I said,

"Damn, that was a really big dog."


  1. Good luck with that. I signed up in August and.....still can't find time to post on weekends. That's when I LIVE! Plus, monkeys take over the computer.

  2. We have deer living behind our apartment building. At least we did this past spring. I've never seen a buck from our balcony though... kinda jealous.

  3. Okay, so I've had a really shitty day, and your comment to Kenny actually made me snort-laugh. Thanks!

  4. Yay, looking forward to reading em all!

  5. Haha I saw a Buck on the Buttermilk Trail the other day...he wasn't very graceful. And you haven't updated today! Quick!

  6. It doesn't start until November! I got a few days of slacking off left.

  7. Whoohoo! 'Cause on my lunch-break I read Cake Wrecks, Regretsy, and you. No pressure or anything.

    Deer story:

    We went hiking this past weekend and we decided, "Hey let's go off into the woods on Halloween night with one wobbly flashlight between the four of us and make smores!"


    Anyway, we kept hearing snappy twig noises and we shine the flash light out there and it's a deer. Cute right?

    No. It keeps creeping up closer and closer on us because it wants the smores (or our blood, it had creepy shiny eyes, and in my book that signifies blood lust). Ryan and I finally had to rush it while yelling to make it go away.

  8. Haha! That story cracked me up.