The following events have happened in the past two days:
I opened my car yesterday to find standing water (!) on the rear floorboards. By last night, the water had reached the front floorboards and had filled the car with a moldy, muddy stench. Sick. What do I do now?
My brother lit a firework off and hit a bird flying overhead. The poor bird crashed into the ground and died.
I was asked if I knew anything about "The Kissing Bandit of Fairfax," to which I responded by keeping my lips firmly shut (even puckered).
I painted half a room "Star-Command Blue," which was a Disney color used in Toy Story. I managed to come home with a large spot of said paint on my butt without knowing it.
After leading a worship set tonight, I was given a recording of my songs. When I put the cd into Musicmatch, it listed the artist as "Madonna," and began to play my first song.
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man, sounds like strange times for you! but, word to the wise, you'll always end up with a blue back-end when you sit on a freshly-painted wall. every time. and i guess i don't understand the problem with your worship CD...you mean you aren't madonna? what?
If you would stop wearing that cone bra people wouldn't mistake you for Madonna. Also, have you ever asked God for an indoor pool to swim in? I think He was just answering your prayer. You should have done a few laps before the water drained down.
Blake, you are amazing. I had no idea you were Madonna. You hide it well.
one time, cindy's mom wondered aloud why she never saw any dead birds... i guess she never visited wyoming around the fourth of july.
i saw the sunday school rooms in star-command blue and they look good. good eye-balling, baj.
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