I got the ball.
It’s mine.
I’m going for the pass.
And it’s up.
Another sweet catch.
Touchdown!
The big game made me tired.
It’s hard being an athletic superstar.
But when you are…..
You can afford to buy big game, like elephants
…..and take naps with them.
Siegfried and Roy? Whatever!
I will tell you where they are. They are in my living room, dressed like lions and dancing in circles with girls dressed as fairy princess ballerina something or others.
They are scary and fierce, especially when they get on their laptops. They may be sending spam, chain letters or worse than that…….boring status updates on Facebook.
Sometimes, they take off their fur and hide among the regular folks.
“What? You’ve never seen the spoon on the nose trick? I’m not allowed to improvise?”
BE AWARE: DON’T FEED THE ANIMALS!
No post yesterday. I forgot.
Hey….Poop happens. I can’t remember everything.
I love elephants and they clearly love apple stuff like me, but I am not a memory magician. Okay. It was really my mommy’s fault, but I have to protect her. You know….because she’s my mommy.
So….Besides making you aware of me not being an elephant. Here’s something else you might not know. I don’t always wake up amazing looking or feeling. I know…I know….it’s hard to believe.
BUT……Just like a regular dude:
I sometimes need a little time to get myself together.
And…..Just like a regular dude, I sometimes put my hands places they don’t need to be, especially when others are in the room, watching and worse….taking pictures.
Despite the……
A Dose of Justice (...courtesy of my crazy mom) 