This is for Danelle, who apparently thinks updating my blog every 6 months is not sufficient....
We went hiking over Easter weekend near Comb Ridge with my mom, dad, and Alexa. We were looking for rabbit teeth for a project of my dad's. Where does one find rabbit teeth you ask? In coyote dung, of course. We found some, too! Here are some pics...
I gave my brother's-in-law fake mustaches for Christmas. I put this one on, and lo and behold, I became Ed Rooney. Not exactly something to aspire to, but hey, I guess we can't pick our talents, right?
"I did not achieve this position in life by having some snot-nosed punk leave my cheese out in the wind."
"Last thing I need at this point in my career is fifteen hundred Ferris Bueller disciples running around these halls. He jeopardizes my ability to effectivley govern this student body."
"Tell ya what, dipshit. If you don't like my policies you can come on down here and smooch my big ole' white butt."