I’ve been a little busy the last few days. This weekend I went to hand out Obama swag at the local festival, which would have been great if there didn’t happen to be a monsoon going on. I also went to see Bill Maher at Cornell U., which was awesome. Mr. Rizzuto said that a lot of his material was familiar, but I hadn’t heard any of it so I thought he was great. Except that sometimes it makes me feel bad when he talks about how stupid religion is, because even though I’m not the most religious person in the world I’m still down with J.C. for the most part. I also don’t like when he disses kids, but whatever, I forgive him. But he said we were the most lethargic audience he had performed for in 10 years. I guess I forgive him for that too. He was right though, I was tired from the monsoon.
These are some leftover pictures. The last time I posted pictures they were the ones that I took, and they kinda suck. Mr. Rizzuto takes much better ones, so here are a few.
This is me picking pears. I thought you might like to have a look at my un-Photoshopped butt. Please notice that my jeans are looking a little loose. Yay for me. Please try not to notice that Janey looks like she was dressed like a blind person.
Here’s a much nicer picture of the pear tree. I’ve decided to take Sadie Jo’s advice and make pear liqueur. Catch me some time in February, SJ.
OK, this one isn’t at my house, but it’s in the neighborhood. There’s some pretty slamming nature here in upstate NY. It makes me miss the city a bit less. I think this is supposed to be the highest waterfall in the northeast, or something like that. Maybe I’m getting it confused with Niagara Falls.
K, get out.