Saturday, December 31, 2011
Friday, December 30, 2011
Thursday, December 29, 2011
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
Monday, December 26, 2011
Sunday, December 25, 2011
Useful, or useless x-mas links
The angel dust Christmas song.
Christian nightmares.
A photo tribute to the most bad-ass gingerbread houses.
Saturday, December 24, 2011
Friday, December 23, 2011
Thursday, December 22, 2011
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
Monday, December 19, 2011
Sunday, December 18, 2011
Saturday, December 17, 2011
Friday, December 16, 2011
Thursday, December 15, 2011
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
Monday, December 12, 2011
Sunday, December 11, 2011
Saturday, December 10, 2011
Useful, or useless links
Celebrity close-ups that will ruin your day. Oh yeah...it's ruined.
F-it, I'm going solo.
That's probably a taste of Knuckle Babies next show Dec. 17th at Park Place.
The gentleman's guide to amputation.
F-it, I'm going solo.
That's probably a taste of Knuckle Babies next show Dec. 17th at Park Place.
The gentleman's guide to amputation.
Friday, December 09, 2011
Thursday, December 08, 2011
Sunday, December 04, 2011
Sunday sports numbers
26 perfectly timed sports photos.
The 50 skimpiest outfits in sports. Are there actually 50 teams in the lingerie football league?
The 100 hotest sports pics ever.
The 50 skimpiest outfits in sports. Are there actually 50 teams in the lingerie football league?
The 100 hotest sports pics ever.
Saturday, December 03, 2011
Friday, December 02, 2011
Thursday, December 01, 2011
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
I'm trying, but today is not a good day
Out of all those in the room she chose me.
She gave me a name, an identity, helped me become the man I am today and for that I am eternally grateful.
She was a kind and gentle woman who loved to laugh, loved to dance, sing, whistle...loved life really.
Not many words for a woman so great, but that's the way she would have wanted it-without much fuss.
Today she would be unhappy if there were tears. She would want a celebration of her memory, laughter at all the good times and a smile for one who had a caring and giving heart then any I've ever known.
To more than just me she was Mum and she will be missed.
Today we still smile, but we laugh a little less, dance a little slower, and somehow the song does not seem so sweet.
There is a void that time must now heal.
Goodbye Mother.
With much love your foot print will always remain and your legacy will continue to shine in the man that is your son.
She gave me a name, an identity, helped me become the man I am today and for that I am eternally grateful.
She was a kind and gentle woman who loved to laugh, loved to dance, sing, whistle...loved life really.
Not many words for a woman so great, but that's the way she would have wanted it-without much fuss.
Today she would be unhappy if there were tears. She would want a celebration of her memory, laughter at all the good times and a smile for one who had a caring and giving heart then any I've ever known.
To more than just me she was Mum and she will be missed.
Today we still smile, but we laugh a little less, dance a little slower, and somehow the song does not seem so sweet.
There is a void that time must now heal.
Goodbye Mother.
With much love your foot print will always remain and your legacy will continue to shine in the man that is your son.
Monday, November 28, 2011
Sunday, November 27, 2011
Saturday, November 26, 2011
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Monday, November 21, 2011
Sunday, November 20, 2011
Saturday, November 19, 2011
Friday, November 18, 2011
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