I read my blog more than I read your blog. Yeah, I'm talking to you.

my dog is snoring

There is a comb on the computer desk. I decided to take the comb and run it through my hair from front to back, repeatedly, expecting my hair to look funny when I got up and looked at it in the mirror, but it just looked the way it always does.

Snoring

Assuming I snore, I'll never hear myself snore. Just like I'll never be able to look at myself cross-eyed in the mirror.

Auto Mow Beel

My car is now tagged and registered, and I can drive it legally. Too bad there's nowhere to drive it too.

Woods

I went camping this past weekend. It was fun. I played Frisbee. I smell like a campfire. I sound like a five year old.