I ended up going on a few dates last summer with this guy, we’ll just call him The Urban Cowboy, because he lives in Trabuco Canyon, which is like Southern California’s cowboy land. Trabuco Canyon is a place I had never been in my life even though it is literally like fifteen minutes from …
Yesterday I ran my own half marathon at Holcomb Valley. Let’s call it Run for a Cure (To find out why Amber is so stinky) Turns out the answer was just cheese. Anyways… It was such an exhilarating morning run through an empty autumn forest. I saw three cars full of people during my …
A big ass doe just almost side swiped me. I was not in my brand new SUV almost wetting myself at the thought of hitting ANOTHER deer in ANOTHER brand new Subaru. (Please see February 2005 of my life, when I killed Bambi) I was in the forest, running up Cougar Poop Trail, …
Perhaps before I yelled “Get out of here asshole!” today at the creature, I should have made sure my neighbors were not around? Today, for the first time all summer, I saw the creature. Actually Zion saw it in the garden. He alerted me by growling at it. Good kitty. It was a squirrel, …
Some one apparently looked up hot glory boobs and found my blog. I guess I use those words together in the same sentence quite a bit? Today’s adventure had me using words such as Galangal, Kaffir, and San Bernardino Ghetto. Today’s excursion involved me driving to San Bernardino. I wanted to make Thai Soup, Tom …