Thursday, January 03, 2008

Lights Out

I can't even believe it myself, but it's true: my lightbulbs are burnt out AGAIN.

There is a lot of dark profanity coming out of my mouth. (Get it? Dark. Hahaha. Oh. . . .)

And so this post isn't entirely depressing, here's a picture of one of the deer my dad is feeding in our backyard.
Posted by Jess at 4:05 PM
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3 comments:

  1. Krista11:35 PM

    aw deer.
    get LED!

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  2. _12:10 PM

    If I had deer showing up at my house on a regular basis, I'd have cute little nicknames for them like "Chili" and "Jerky". I get coyotes stopping by just about every day, but the deer are nonexistent -- and so is the venison chili!

    "Can any of you sickly-skinny Hollywood weirdos tell a brother where he can get a bowl of venison chili?!? Your fancy-dancy freaky-deaky high-falootin' restaurants have everything from kelp flavored wheat germ smoothies to apple flavored oxygen, so somebody gotta have some venison chili for me, right? RIGHT?!?"

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  3. Jess3:23 PM

    The funny thing is, every time we had visitors over during Christmas break, they'd look out the back window and simultaneously have these two response. "Awwww." Pause. "That'd be a really easy shot."

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