A friend sent me this last week. The FBI had an opening for an assassin. After all the background checks, interviews and testing were done there were 3 finalists. Two men and a woman. For the final test, the FBI agents took one of the men to a large metal door and handed him a gun. “We must know that you will follow your instructions no matter what the circumstances. Inside the room you will find your wife sitting in a chair. Kill Her!!!” The man said, “You can’t be serious, I could never shoot my wife!” The agent said,...
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Back by popular demand, Brandon and I dressed up as characters from Final Fantasy X and Final Fantasy X-2, Auron and Rikku. (There you go, Lauren! No more red boxes of doom!)...
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I feel like I’m going to burst into flames. California heat is a dry, desert heat. Unlike the environment I grew up in of staggering humid heat, CA heat will suck you dry without you even knowing it. So, to hang out in a hot, inland California day, one must hydrate herself…with water. Not mead. Sunday, we went to Renaissance Pleasure Faire and had a grand time. So grand in fact, that I didn’t think to drink much water through out the day in the sun and heat. Instead, I was sipping my wee little cup of ice cold mead....
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