Monday, April 30, 2007
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
Sunday, April 22, 2007
Sunday, April 15, 2007
Thursday, April 12, 2007
I miss you Green Machine. I love you Green Machine.
Sorry Rock-em-Sock-em-Robots. Spread out Donkey Kong. Hands down, the Green Machine was my greatest Christmas gift ever. I yearned for her like Ralphie coveted the Red Ryder BB Gun in A Christmas Story. Look at her! So showy. So smooth! Can't take your eyes off her, can ya'? Lever controlled, rear-wheel steering threw me in to crazy hairpin turns and spectacular spin-outs. I rode her until there were holes in the plastic wheels and one of the levers broke.
I pulled her out of my parent's garage last summer and shined her up. Dad fixed her steering lever. And now my nieces and nephews get to ride her.
I miss you Green Machine. I love you Green Machine.
I pulled her out of my parent's garage last summer and shined her up. Dad fixed her steering lever. And now my nieces and nephews get to ride her.
I miss you Green Machine. I love you Green Machine.
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
Cliche machine, just churning 'em out...
Hi super-duper rock band member guy! Are you ready for your gig?
Trucker hat? Check.
Puffy old school coat? Check.
Skin-tight top to bottom Euro-denim? Check.
Stickers on your guitar? Check.
Chuck Taylors? Check.
White belt? Check.
Dancing alone, silly twist, dancing alone, silly twist, dancing alone, silly twist? Check.
Smoking. Smoking another. Smoking more. And then having another smoke? Check.
Trucker hat? Check.
Puffy old school coat? Check.
Skin-tight top to bottom Euro-denim? Check.
Stickers on your guitar? Check.
Chuck Taylors? Check.
White belt? Check.
Dancing alone, silly twist, dancing alone, silly twist, dancing alone, silly twist? Check.
Smoking. Smoking another. Smoking more. And then having another smoke? Check.