I really think I should win the lottery. I mean, I’m due for it, I think. Sure it’d help if I actually BOUGHT a ticket, but dadgummit, I hate being broke. Blah. I feel like that chick in Jerry Maguire (yeah, her name is Renee Zellwegger, but her CHARACTER’s name in the movie eludes me). Anyway, when she’s in Jerry’s office and she’s telling the football player and his wife that Jerry’s “Broke. Broke, broke, broke. BROKE!” That’s eggggsactly how I feel. And so I need a winning lottery ticket. Yup. Sure do. Or a golden ticket. That’d be cool too. I’d probably eat the wrong thing though… I’m no Charlie Bucket that’s for sure.
Oh! I found some cool stuff whilst surfing ye olde net this afternoon. Look at this! It’s neato-keen!
* These art pieces are all made out of CANS — nothing to hold them together — just stacked cans:
Canned Art
* And this one is chock-full of wonderful sculptures made out of shredded tires! It’s amazing stuff!
Tire Art
I was out blog-hopping and came across the funniest story about what happens when a dog meets baby Jesus and finds him tasty. I laughed til I cried… mainly because I HAVE a dog like this and the Baby Jesus’ “understudy” is hilarious… check it out here!
So yeah, that’s it. I’m off for 4 days. I’ll be buying beaucoup lotto ticcies and praying. Yeah… court went that well. Ugh!
I need to chill…. because…
I like the way your sparkling earrings lay,
against your skin so PAISLEY
and I wanna sleep with you in the desert tonight
with a billion stars all around
’cause I gotta peaceful easy feeling
and I know you won’t let me down
’cause I’m already standing on the ground
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