Day 12

Can you guess what this is?

Day 11

Reading is fun.

If they had the Book It! program for adults, I would eat so many personal pan pizzas that I'd have to have a wall removed to leave the house. If I had a twin, we'd buy motorcycles and hats and ride them around, and we'd hold a Guinness World Record.

But I don't have a twin. So I'll just have to try another route.

Man, I love those personal pan pizzas. And reading.

The return of panty-head.

Why do robbers keep putting underpants on their heads?

Don't people own scissors? Just get one of those beanie hats, cut two holes, and voila! You've got yourself a robber mask! Or use face paint. Go in that convenience store looking like this, and see if you get caught...

That would be pretty tough to describe to the police, now wouldn't it?

Don't be so lazy, criminals. Don't be so sloppy. Let's see a little effort, a little planning, a little drive. Grabbing the first pair of size 16 Hanes Her Way's you fumble across does not a successful robbery make. Stop putting panties on your head. It's just embarrassing.

Day 10

I've always been a crappy painter. But I try. Here's a detail of one of my craptastic paintings.

Yes, it is for sale.

Days 8 & 9

My pretty car provided the perfect setting for my day 8 assignment. Look at all these thingamabobs and doohickeys!

I would just like to tell you how exciting it is to rock out to satellite radio. Every day I get excited about it. Every fucking day. Especially when I listen to the 80s station. And when I flip back and forth between that and the 90s station, it's all over. The other day I almost ran off the road swapping between AC/DC and Billy Idol. Keep in mind that Ramona had no music. Period. Yes, I have a fantastic set of pipes, but one can only be entertained by singing the Milkshake Song to herself for so long...especially when the only lyrics one knows accurately are "la la la la la." And no music meant no car dancing. I'm a seriously good car dancer. If there is ever a "SYTYCCD," I will rock that shit.

And here is my day 9 photo. It's me, headless.

Days 6 & 7

You might have noticed I skipped day 5 (someone I love). I'll be turning that assignment in late.

As for a childhood memory, I caught these two playing the hand slap game while they waited for the Metro. I loved playing this when I was a kid.

Don't know what the hand slap game is? 

Now for something new. This photo has a double meaning.

The shirt is new. Because I'm attempting to train for...my first half marathon. Yep, totally busted on marathon runners in the not-so-distant past. But this is different. It's a half marathon...twice the fun.

Day 4 - Favorite Color(s)

You will now learn two things about me.

1. My ultimate, all-time favorite color is hot pink. (But my favorite combo is pink, red and orange.)

2. My closet is color-organized.

So now you know.