Showing posts with label p.s. i hate that song. Show all posts
Showing posts with label p.s. i hate that song. Show all posts

Friday, October 5, 2007

party like a rockstar

we totally do. so big mike and friends are coming to town this weekend to see if it's possible to have more fun in little rock than it is in russellville. i'm betting we can work it out. although i threatened to post a hilarious and embarrassing photo of the giant red one, i found this today and thought it was way way way better. that's mike doing air splits. ask him nicely and you can see it in person.
so it's friday and it's about damn time. at this time tomorrow i will be sleeping and not working. that thought is more than likely enough to keep me going today. and since saturday night will probably see me drowning in beer, i think i shall take this evening to order a pizza, drink a glass of wine (or two or three) and watch aladdin, the incredibles, the little mermaid, or finding nemo. or all of them. who knows?
take it easy, friends. have a good weekend. and if you're in the greater little rock area tomorrow night and want to see me look short in comparison to someone, give me a call.