Dude! Weirdly awesome! I do love, however, that they totally drew the "Don't be a dick" expression on animated you's face. Well done by all!

I was always the kid that questioned how we knew what the author was really intending to say with their words unless they explicitly stated that the meaning was x, y or z somewhere. How did we know?!?!? I couldn't get past that. Luckily, I had teachers that didn't try to stifle my questions and I am to this day grateful that I had teachers that would allow that type of conversation.

Happy Birthday. I haven't yet reached the point where I forget what age I am. I also haven't yet reached the point where I don't make a huge deal out of my birthday. I escaped my Mom today. In 1972. I'm the especially! Woo!

I, for one, will never understand people that have such a strong sense of entitlement to ANYTHING. Why do people feel that anyone or anything owes them a thing just for simply being here on this planet? It's confusing. I'm the person that can't really come to feel really super comfortable in standing in a line that you (or any other person who has decided, yes, I will meet and talk to people who may likely not all behave graciously from this time to this time) have sanctioned. Ya know? We don't know each other and yet I'm going to walk up to you and say "Hi, blah blah blah *twitch nervously* blah. We share a birthday. blah blah *awkward pause* I like your blog." It still seems like I'm being presumptuous! Hell, even commenting here feels presumptuous! So, these situations where people behave like you actually owe them anything just boggle my wee little brain. So, I'm really very sorry that there are people in the world that just don't get it. People that aren't kind. I really am.

Yes, that part was disappointing to be sure. I mean...there's a Burger King right there! But, as that was my very first time being there (was visiting a friend, I lived in Virginia at the time) I decided to let my inner child just be happy. I drove by them again last year when I drove from here (Arizona) to Oxnard. The inner child was much quieter that time.

I love "Pee Wee's Big Adventure" so much that I traveled from Oxnard to Cabazon just to see the dinos. And quote the movie to myself. For my own enjoyment. I wanted to go into the diner and tell 'em that Large Marge sent me, but none of them looked like they'd be amused. So, I smirked and kept it to myself. That was a great day.

I know you have zero control over this, but I'm just so bummed that I'm telling you anyway. Sorry. I have a pass to go to PHX ComiCon for Saturday. While buying it I saw the special event line item for your StoryTime for Friday night. I was happy and filled with much glee. I thought "That would be awesome and I'm sure my friends would agree." But, alas, I also have to have a pass for Friday in addition to the ticket for StoryTime. Total bummer moment. Money is not free flowing enough 'round here. So, yeah. Nothing you can do. Other than feel my bummed outness. *wafts bummed outness towards the west*

You just perfectly expressed how I feel after I walk my dogs. Nothing exceptional happens. I don't figure out the secret to world peace. I just watch the sunlight slowly fade behind the mountains (I'm in AZ), the sky turn purple then black, and watch my dogs trot happily with a slight wag in their tails. It's simple and it's grand. Thank you.

Well now I just want to rush home and read, read, read!

It could be viewed as band-wagoning, but I'm going to say that The Walking Dead needs to be listed. A friend of mine introduced me to it about two years ago and it was one of the more engrossing reads ever. I couldn't put it down, but it was so well done with the bleak that I'd have to. Stand in the sun and be happy to be alive. Same friend introduced me to Preacher. I'm in the middle of that series and it's just spectacular.