My favorite...

As I sit here and wait for pictures to upload for the Toni and Josh cinema spectacular I have been rating my favorite pictures from last weekend's rafting trip. I must say, this one far and away won the race. I mean, come on, we have action, alcohol and a face that could cause small children to wet thier pants. Excellent. My props to Heather for her photogenic candidness.

Just in case teaching doesn't work out

I have recently been coming up with new and exciting things to fill my idle time during the day. Today I spent two hours detailing my car (SO worth it) and then I made a fun little arrangement with plants from my yard. I decided that it is pretty awesome to have an overgrown yard because, if you dig around long enough, you can find some pretty cool flowers. Anyway, I made a little something that involved flowers, branches and pears. I'm thinking that floral design could be a very lucrative career option in case Biology goes out of style. Awesome.

Choose wisely...too late

I recently went to the movies (alas there was nothing avalible of the talking animal variety) to see Bewitched. While I was waiting for the movie to start, watching "THE 20," I sat in anticipation of the film that was to come. I mean, I love Samantha and Will Ferrell is a laugh riot, what could go wrong? And then the previews came on. I think I could make a killing selling, "I have choosen poorly and I would like to upgrade" passes during the previews. The problem is this: Dim lights, resalt popcorn and sit back to enjoy... a preview for a movie that looks way better than the one you are about to see. I mean, a woman answers her father's own personal ad, that is pure genious! Of course then, no matter how hard I try, I can not sike myself up for a film that includes a fiesty mother-in-law and a twitching nose. Damn it. A perfectly good matinee (because that is what unemployeed teacher posers do during their long, long, long, long, long boring free days) ruined by an amazing preview. Oh-well, I'll just have to come back on another lazy Wednesday afternoon to enjoy (and the title is even awesome) "Must Love Dogs."

Heather say "do" and I "doith"...

My best friend, Heather, recently spoke of me in her blog. I must say that it was invigorating and tantalizing to see my own name in print. However, the shear euphoria was ended when I realized that I couldn't post a comment because Heather is unwilling to except those of us that chose to remain anonymous. Pity. Therefore, I thought to myself... "Self. Why no start your own blog?" and here I am.

Why talking animals you may ask? Well, I guess that stems from my love of movies that involve, that's right, talking animals. I mean, who doesn't enjoy a mid-day viewing of "Good Boy!" Seriously, no artsy, foreign film will ever give you the warm fuzzies that a talking border terrier will. It is just good cinema. Period.