Somewhere within one of my dozens of travel bags I tote back and forth to Houston I've got another card that makes me giggle. It's about worrying that as an astronaut calling Houston I'd sound all needy. You'd think it's funny too, if I could just find it....
This is yet another amusing but ultimately pointless attempt to make sense of the world, a place to share curiosities and outrages. That and the occasional movie review.
May 29, 2006
Anniversary
In honor of the approaching 1-year anniversary of this blog I provide a partner to one of my earliest posts. Oh, and I love balloons. And my birthday is sort of soon too; balloons are associated with birthdays in my world. And I'm some kind of genius I'm sure. And I never suck the helium. For these reasons I present this Fresh Ink card:

Somewhere within one of my dozens of travel bags I tote back and forth to Houston I've got another card that makes me giggle. It's about worrying that as an astronaut calling Houston I'd sound all needy. You'd think it's funny too, if I could just find it....
Somewhere within one of my dozens of travel bags I tote back and forth to Houston I've got another card that makes me giggle. It's about worrying that as an astronaut calling Houston I'd sound all needy. You'd think it's funny too, if I could just find it....
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