Kendall is AWESOME!!!

I have recently come to realize just how amazing hobbies are.  For most, the word “hobby” invokes images of glue guns, puff paints, and their kitchy counterparts.  But I’m learning that in the world of hobbies legit, one would be hard pressed to find many members of the glitter ilk.  The hobbies by which I’m surrounded range from shooting things, to climbing things, to putting things in one’s mouth.  This intrigues me.  How can someone choose one thing and do it all the time?  I admit, I’m a little jealous.  So, for now, I’ll say that hobbies are my hobby.  I hobby vicariously.

My family members have them. My friends have them. Heck, my cats have them.  And some of them (especially the cats’) are worth taking a more thoughtful look at.  Also, if there is a hobby that you are interested in please let me know and I will do my best to meet someone who does it.  Thank you for your patience while I research.  Hobby #1 is coming at you soon.

Hello, all.

And thank you for visiting, once again. Many of you may not know that December 2-8 was National Handwashing Awareness Week. I think that this cause deserves more than a week. Its spirit should be honored all year, much like that of Christmas. This being the case, I have started a petition or pledge, if you will, to get more people on the handwashing bandwagon. Please visit the link below and pledge to wash, if for nothing else than to prove that you’re not gross. Thank you.

BTW! When you go to the site, after you have hit submit, there will be a page making like you HAVE to give a donation. You don’t. You can just close it at that point since I wouldn’t get the money anyway.

Are you ready hands? START WASHING!

I’m pretty sure that I have the most gifted friends in the world. In fits of awesomeness they made me these drarings. Kelly with her computer and Brian with crayons and pigment from the oregano leaves that were flavoring our bread balls. Thanks guys.

Kelly is living with me. The amount of awesomeness now occupying space in my sphere of being was enough to break the window out of the passenger side of Kelly’s car, when the car was parked! That’s right. My awesome kicks so hard, it breaks windows even when I’m not there. Man. That’s hard kicking awesome.

I wore a scarf to school today. It was wrapped around my head like a bandana. It was so awesome that the sun hid behind a cloud of smoke, like a coward. I heard some dumb lint licker say that it was on the account of the silly little bonfire parties in Malibu and San Diego, but I know better.

I wanted to take this opportunity to thank everyone for not being lame for my Birthday. You all really manned up. I like that. I would especially like to thank Mitten and Banjo for the sweater they made for me out of their excess fur. Here I thought you needed opposable thumbs to knit. Maybe Mitten used her mind… Tele-k-nit-sis. Awesome.

Believe THIS fools!!

I’m so awesome, I don’t even need bait. The only reason I need a fishing pole at all is so that the people around me don’t feel like total losers. Now that I really think about it, I don’t recall the pole being a factor in the catching of the fish. No, I merely called to it and it jumped into my arms to pose for the picture.

They all felt like losers when they saw my fish, though…

The last picture that I have so graciously included for you is of Audrey, and the fish that she “caught.” I looked it in the unblinking eye and bit out it’s neck. It tasted awesome.

See these bruises on my hand? They’re from people’s faces.

Some totally non-awesome people tried to tell me that I was just like them. Well I showed them who I was really like.

Don’t mess with my awesome-ness!!!

It’s my birthday today!  How awesome is that?!  I’ll tell you how awesome…

REALLY STINKING AWESOME!!!!

Happy Birthday to ME!!!

Is it YOUR birthday? I didn’t think so!!!

Snap!!! 

If you don’t like tequila, then you are NOT AWESOME!!! I drink tequila with a straw, and I LIKE IT.

Non-awesome people get drunk. I do the the DRINKING!!!