Magical Fridge Mantra: GUD MOJO.
I have not erased my white board of to do things since at least 2004.
Yes, I did have the last piece of apple pie for breakfast. And then?
The prospectors did not find gold with that there fancy machine-that-goes-ping, but rather this artifact. And a piece of rusted rock resembling ancient poop. It's now begin examined by experts to see if the Power of Grayskull can be extracted.
An early parting of ways for the day.
As opposed to earlier, there's an E-VIL MOJO in this stack somewheres. You see, it's not laziness that keeps me from cleaning, it's fear of what may be unleashed.
Words to live by from the back of a rusty bumper: "Late Is Eternal - Know Where You're Going When You Go" Oh wait, my bad, that's LIFE. I totally like my version better.
Protoman versus the Kiwi.
Hay U, teeny urflink, U give me ploom I no imvade your pewnee planet.
To end the evening, we went to see about a man with a very large organ. After being prodded with pizza the younger monkey finally removed his hands from his ears and kept the roller coaster yells to an infrequent "NARF."
It was unfortunate when the short flapper dressed all in green sequins, garland & fringe asked me if I got many good pictures, as I replied no since my batteries had run out of juice, and therefore could not capture her yanking unsuspecting 80 year old men from their seats to get jiggy. But I had just enough to catch her disappear back to the Emerald City.
If you aren't sure what this is it's twelve pictures on the twelfth day of the month, every month, part of Chad Darnell's "12 of 12" project. Go, see, play next time.
11:25:49 - BONUS!
Me and a banana. Because, why not?