'Twas the night after Mary's, when all one could smell  was the delicious outpouring,  of the meat sweat wail;  Our bellies were full with gravy and chicken fry,  And hopes that our pants still fit,  Or else we shall cry.  don't judge my riddle, you're just jealous of my dinner and my girl 

I am about 97% sure that if given the opportunity, I would have a much greater appreciation for the holy celebration of Spring Break now than I ever had in all my years as a student. If only there was a way to test this theory... Pouty lips have to help my case, right?

Why would you go through the trouble of making a movie based on a book if they weren't going to be the same? usually the book is better than the movie - ok almost always the book is better than the movie - so why ruin it? tonight at the driving range while kenneth practiced … Continue reading books and movies 

Do you ever get a song stuck in your head for no reason? I wake up just about every morning with a song in my head, but it's usually easy to connect the dots on where it came from - 6 degrees of Kevin Bacon in music form. In high school, my sister Casey and … Continue reading Silly Songs