Amelia Earhart was a childhood hero of mine. Of course by childhood, I refer to a period of time that stretched well into my early twenties...but I'm growing up now.

Friday, April 27, 2007

Happy Arbor Day!

Plant a tree. Hug a tree. Buy a tree a drink (I think they like Perrier). I'm going to give one a foot rub, er root rub.

(Yes, I know this is the same thing I put up on Facebook. Get over it. Your mom put up the same thing twice too last night...what? She put up two posters of Fabio. What can I say, the lady likes her men flaxen locked with overinflated chests. I mean, she's your mom, shouldn't you steer her away from that Harlequin smut? Geez.)


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