So I’ve decided to participate in a “Biggest Loser” style contest, where whoever loses the largest amount of body fat percentage in three months takes home a big pot of money. I figure it’s a good motivation to get in shape, and who knows, I just might win.
The body fat percentage is measured by [...]
Archive for May, 2008
Fat.
Posted in Well Golly Gee. on May 28, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
5 of 99.
Posted in 99 Doodles, The Drawing Bored on May 21, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I know, it’s been a long time since I’ve posted anything for the 99 Doodles. Well here it is, #5. Yes, a slight departure from the usual assortment of random tidbits that make up my average doodles…this one is truly inspired by none other than Robert Crumb, whose random characters I’ve always enjoyed. Actually, Crumb [...]
Green.
Posted in Well Golly Gee. on May 16, 2008 | 2 Comments »
So we found this kid wandering around on our front yard. He didn’t have any tags or anything, so we took him in. He’s been living with us since. He’s fun to have around, and also alerts us to any intruders on our property.
Morning.
Posted in Well Golly Gee. on May 14, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
On arrival to the valley floor, I peer out the window to see a small, semi-flattened furry hump on the asphalt…a sure sign of a steel-belted demise. Getting closer I see it’s a squirrel. I mutter my condolences, and give it one last glance before passing it by.
The squirrel appears to smile at me in [...]
Recluse.
Posted in Well Golly Gee. on May 12, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I viewed the coffee display from top to bottom, wondering which coffee bag to buy. Should I get a light roast? Dark roast? A blend, perhaps? Whole beans or grounds? After some moments of indecision, I settled upon the Papua New Guinea Sigri Estate bag, which claims to be “rich & smooth.” The “roast meter” [...]
Attempt.
Posted in Well Golly Gee. on May 6, 2008 | 2 Comments »
My usual trips to the post office in the evening hours are pretty uneventful. The typical mail drop would have me pulling over to park in the green zone, walking over to the mailbox, opening the noisy blue metal chute, dropping in my letters, closing it, then checking it again to ensure that my mail [...]
