2/28/07
I was fortunate to get out of work at noon on Tuesday. My time was spent with Spot, catching up on internet shit, washing the car, checking two stores to see if they had Stewart's Ginger Beer. No dice. At least I know there's a place online where I can get a lot for $29.99.
Faced with the challenge of doing dishes and household chores I decided to see Robert Heinlein's house. He lived over by the Broadmoor on Mesa Ave. I'm sure if someone has lived in Colorado Springs all their lives or for more than a decade navigating that area is a snap. Matters were made worse because I decided to use Mapquest.
Anyway it was a pleasant enough drive and I have pics to share.
egregiousness
For the past week and change there's been a green mountain bike left on the patio. It's not locked up. Just leaning against its kickstand and it's remained there, unmolested when I've had one stolen bike and one vandalized bike that cost me a little under $400 to fix.
Yeah I could've bought a new bike but it's the principle!
First I was wondering if the thieves decided to make up and leave me a new bike. At the moment I reckon the bike belongs to Attic Girl's signiifcant other who really doesn't give a shit because the bike does look like a beater. I'll keep you, gentle reader, updated on the situation.
in case you forgot
In Yer Dreams
It's not particularly sexy but it cuts the muster for this shade of purple.
My attention was focused on a bean. Its skin split but instead of a little sprout inching its way out there were a pair of human female legs. The woman in the bean was laying on her back in a fetal position.
Her legs extended into the air, knees still together and her feet cupped and pointing up. Her labia was a bit pronounced but looked more like something found on a plant rather than a woman's private parts.
I didn't see much else, her arms were crossed over her breasts and her head was in shadow or remained within the seed's covering.
