More cowbell!
Just one, but it’s a classic that features the incomparable Christopher Walken (and really, do you need anything more when he’s around?):
Just one, but it’s a classic that features the incomparable Christopher Walken (and really, do you need anything more when he’s around?):
Friday afternoon, cloudy and cooler, more storms, 77 degrees.
Well the appointment yesterday went much better than the first. They’re checking into my request for Aimovig, and if for some reason it doesn’t get approved, I’m going to try Botox again. I had really hoped that I’d outgrow my migraines, you know, like you outgrow acne, but not so much. The heat and humidity always does me in, and the other day I just felt like crawling into a cave somewhere and never coming back out.
Anyway, this is day three of this particular episode, and I still have that lingering tightness around my skull. I’m hoping that’s how it stays and that the intense pain doesn’t decide to rear its ugly head again.
Here’s a weird collection for you—born on August 23:
Enjoy. More later. Peace.
You have to appreciate advertising with a sense of humor:
Is it weird that I’d buy this?
Speaking of bathing . . . What do you mean you want soap?
I just don’t know what to say . . .
Man, I love Patton Oswalt:
This is just insane:
Yep, I went there:
A forward-thinking little girl:
And finally, there’s this:
Friday afternoon, clouds and rains, 69 degrees.
A pretty good collection today. All sourced from tumblr. Enjoy.
Mind-reading duck? Really? Hmm . . .
Yep.
This was my favorite book to read Alexis when she was little:
This is so spot on. I never realized other people felt this way:
Well this might explain it:
I used to love the old “Tom and Jerry” cartoons . . .
Kind of like buying stock in Google or Amazon when they first started, neither of which I own:
Want one of these. They’re supposed to be good protection for other animals:
And finally, in honor of the D-Day 75th Anniversary: