"But ah'm not afraid of dyin'. Cause I know that when I get to heaven there are gonna be these wonderful trees, and ah'm gonna climb them. But you know what? Instead of leaves and flowers, those trees are gonna have fried eggs, and delicious Virginia ham, and big heaping bowls of biscuits and sausage gravy. And one day, Sammy, you're gonna meet me there, and we're gonna climb those breakfast trees together, and it's gonna be delicious and we're gonna be happy until the end of time."


Obee Kaybee

You ever spend several weeks coming across great post titles right and left, and then entirely blanking when you finally post? Me either.

I really never understood why people hate the dentist so much. Until today. 26 years without a cavity, never knowing the thrill of having someone stick a flexshaft in your mouth and DRILL INSIDE YOUR HEAD. Until today. 3 times. Only one was an actual cavity (and a tiny baby at that) but they decided while they were in there they'd attack some, ahem, flaws that have been giving my mouth it's character since I was small. I stibll can't feebl my fabace, and I look slightly more unhappy than usual. Nothing is more awesome.

I've been a little unwilling to post as of late. While my private life (is there such a thing anymore?) is chock full of niceties and exciting developments, the public "me" has been taking some well-deserved time off. It's an incredibly welcome change. I'm still highly unemployed, two of my bestest friends in the whole wide world (and the vast majority of the galaxy) have moved far, far away, and it's too damn humid. Fortunately, these seem to be my only complaints, and even they tend to be overshadowed by the gargantuan amount of bliss in which I've been enveloped as of late. Who can post with so little to bitch about? It's unheard of.

Besides? JESSE IS COMING BACK! Like SOON! Yay for that! Where's the massive party? Do I hear drive-in? Because I just looked and they're playing The Fantastic Four, AND Mr. And Mrs. Smith. I feel like we really have no choice in the matter. Hit up the comment thread.