R.I.P.

The New Way to Meet Neighbors

Today, I'm reading Bingham's History of the Church when I hear a knock on the front door.
I open it and see an older lady that lives down the street from us, who I've seen while walking the dog and such. She says that's she's in a 'situation' and needs my help.

I offer for her to come in, but she says she needs my help at her place. After I throw on a T-Shirt, I go outside and follow her down the street. She explains that she's locked herself out of her house because she lost her garage door opener.

We walk into the back yard and there is a ladder right next to a window. She asked me to crawl through it and open up one of the doors. So I shimmy my way into her bedroom in a small space between her bed and nightstand and go to the back door to let her in.

After she thanked me, I told her my name was Jerod. Her name is Betty. And now we're neighbors.

Weird Dreams

So I've been having some crazy STUPID dreams lately....I've seen myself working in a fried chicken restraunt, complete with the little paper hat thing.
But last night's dream was especially odd and cool. I was riding in a huge purple car...maybe an Impala..

Something like this car. Anyway - I'm riding along with Snoop Dogg and Nate Dogg. We pull up to a huge metal-ish warehouse and walk towards the front door. I open the door, peer inside, and turn back around to Snoop and say, "Do you roll with 50 cent?" He says, "No" and the next thing I know we're running back to the car. Gun shots ring out, I'm lying down in the back seat, and I get shot in the stomach. Then I wake up.

Dream interpretations welcome.

Creepy Love Tape

Some 19 year old guy made this little tape for his girlfriend for their 6 month anniversary. She broke up with him days later.

Listen to it.


Speaking of anniversaries, Elaine and I will celebrate our 3rd wedding anniversary on Wednesday.

Stupid Joke

Here - have a cheap laugh.




Three third graders were walking down the street: a redhead, brunnette, and a blonde.
Which one had the best figure?
The blonde - she was 18.

Was It That Bad?

Well. Pretty much.
I survived the first full week of classes at DTS. I feel like it pretty much owns my soul. Hopefully that will get better. Or maybe there's a pill or something for that feeling.
Bingham's church history class is at the top of my list.