Rufus and I had quite the adventure driving to Louisville for Christmas. We had to stay in a sleazy Days Inn somewhere in south Kentucky because the interstate was covered in snow. Fortunately he had a sweater to stay warm while he played in the snow for the first time in his little doggie life.
I offered to replace the burned-out bulbs at my grandma's, but my aunt informed me that they weren't actually burned out. Grandpa insisted that five bulbs "burned too much juice" so three of them were unscrewed enough not to come on.
I got these awful sheets as a gag gift and felt guilty throwing them away without using them at least once. Unfortunately, a classmate saw me putting them into the dryer at the laundromat, which was uncomfortable for all. I did use them for one night and then promptly put them in the trash where they belonged.
This was a somewhat strange sight in Publix during January. I thought that maybe they were selling some type of adult magazine, but when I turned one around, I saw this:
Apparently anything featuring Auburn's football team is akin to nudity in Tuscaloosa.
This was the scene outside moments after the university shut down the campus and canceled classes for snow. I barely made it home that day. (Due to some great drink specials at the bar I stopped at on the way to my place, not because of the snow.)
I dare anyone to find a cheaper human being than Gyro Newman. He wouldn't even pay a dime to print a sign to direct students to his study. Instead, he hand-made this jewel.So that's the past three months of my life. Ridiculous as usual. Now I should stop procrastinating and finish some school work.
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