Never Again

I will never post again, or maybe I will.
Some of the kids at church made us a card and had the other kids sign it. It was nice.
I grilled chicken thighs tonight. Half of them I seasoned Mexican style and the other half I marinated in teriyaki sauce and basted in a sweet chili sauce while they grilled.
It has been raining quite a bit.
Our rose bush is in bloom. It has at least four full blooms at the moment and another fifteen or so coming.
The Rockies are somewhat of a mess right now.
I never did comment on the Broncos' draft, did I? Well this is my comment. Time will tell about Tebow. My problem with the pick is the timing. Everyone in the universe, except apparently Josh McDaniels, thought that Clausen and McCoy were better prospects than Tebow. So why on earth was it necessary to trade back into the first round to select him? And forget the fact that we can look back and see how far Clausen and McCoy dropped. If Tebow really had to be McDaniels' pick then all he had to do was wait until at least Clausen was drafted before he needed to be nervous about another team taking Tebow. AND WHY IN THE WORLD DID WE TRADE FOR BRADY QUINN?
As far as the rest of the draft goes, did McDaniels watch his team play last year? If so, why did it take him something like five picks before he selected a defensive player?
For the first time since we moved into this apartment, I am washing our dishes in the Community Room's dishwasher. It just seemed a waste that it never got used.
Anna is preparing the children for Mothers' Day by teaching them a song to sing on Sunday morning. She also had them plant some flowers a couple weeks ago, and today, they painted flower pots that they will transplant their flowers into for Sunday as well.
Chief Moses Puddington Chestertonfieldville won't leave me alone (I've decided that I should always refer to him by his full name because to not do so would be an injustice to his awesomeness).
I shaved my beard. Anna thinks I look like my dad now.
Speaking of my father, he managed to get another turkey a couple weeks ago. He's thinking about going back out and trying to get a second one before the season ends. I'd like to shoot one myself, and I know exactly where to find them. Unfortunately, I can't get permission on either piece of property.
I think I shall go have some chocolate milk.
People who read this blog: a bunch of perverts
I'm pretty sure that at least ten different people have found this blog by googling the GGW incident. Most visitors have been from NV, but there have been others from various parts of Indiana. They probably aren't really perverts. I'm guessing most of them are curious to figure out if anyone they know ended up on the bus. Or maybe they are just verifying that it actually happened. In same ways, the GGW bus going to NV is like AOL naming Columbus one of the ten must see places in the U.S. It's all just mind-boggling.