Monday, December 18, 2006
A Night at the Coffeehouse
My friend Ralph has this action figure named Steve. There was a couple of weeks there where Steve and I were spending a lot of time together. I took him to meet other people's action figures. He'd spend the night. We did a radio show together. He even came to work with me and took breaks and everything. So everything was going well until John, an ANDRILL guy, asked if we could make a play date for his rubber ducky to meet up with Steve at the Coffeehouse. Ralph was even going to bring his horse (which has a rope around it's neck so Ralph can tie him up when he gets there). The night was going great until my roommate Helen showed up, and it comes out that Steve was just spending time with me so he could check out Helen. (in real life she's a wonderful woman who's totally not into action figures - me either, for that matter) I immediately punched Steve and told him I never wanted to talk to him again. And I've kept that promise, three weeks and still going strong. This is what happens when you leave 1100 people alone on an island covered in snow and volcanic rock. People develop friendships with action figures. I think I've just gotten another weblog entry idea!
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Hay Katie, on 12-1-06 One of my cattle a calf. It was a bull, but I convinced my dad to keep it so I can show him at some shows. The funny part is that on 12-2-06 another one of mine calfed so that one will hopefuly be at some cattle shows this summer too.