100th Post!

I went to the Beaver last night. Here's one conversation I had while trying to get Don's attention.

Me to strange guy: Don and I are bff.
Strange guy: Don and I are friends, too.
Me: No, you're not. Don doesn't like people, especially guys.
Lynn: Yeah, tell us something you know about Don!
Strange guy: I know that if you try to talk to him about hockey, he'll tell you you're gay.

Hahahahaha.

Message from God.

Kelly, this is God speaking. God says you should NOT, should not in any shape or form, go to Wyoming. What the hell is in Wyoming? The steer to man ratio is like 105 to 1. Do you understand what I'm trying to say, Kelly? Do not go to Wyoming.

You should probably come back to Bellingham and get your buddies in line, because they are just out of control. Nicole just had a phone date with someone who makes board games. His name is Milton Bradley. I don't understand exactly what's that about. She keeps talking about Sorry and I don't know if it's the game or the date itself.

God's got to go back to work, because God's got bills to pay. Hurry back to Bellingham, because some people miss you. God is not one of them, but some people do. Bye.