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Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Ninja cow-ness!

Here is more perfidy from the ninja cow conspiracy!


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My friend was also attacked by a ninja cow. She told me that she was petting a cow, and it leaned up against the bars of the pen, squishing her arm. Debauchery!

Keep your eyes peeled! They strike when you least expect it!

Ciao for now.

Monday, March 3, 2008

While the parental units are out...
So last night, MD and I headed out for a movie (Spiderwick. It sucked. Read the books, and you'll feel so much better), home to change into pajamas, them off again to Princess Flickerfeather's house.

A bunch of MD's friends were there. We're sitting around playing Loaded Questions (awesome game), which took a long time. At about 10:45, everyone decides that they're hungry. So we debate about ordering pizza, where to get it from, what to get, all that jazz. This is the ensuing conversation:

MD: Let's get pizza!
Murmurs of assent
TL: What kind?
MD: Sausage with black olives. Mmmmmm.
Anna: No, I hate sausage. I'm ok with mushroom.
TL: Eww, yuck.
Donny: What are you on? You don't eat beans, mushrooms... (Donny had previously made refried bean dip).
TL: I'm on the beanbag.
MD: How about a split pizza?
Ruth: We could get half sausage w/ black olives and half mushroom.
TL: Anna, do you like pepperoni?
Anna: Nope.
TL: Darn.
Ruth: How 'bout just cheese?
*Great enthusiasm.*
PFF: There's a phone book in the kichen. Order from Domino's.
*Anna is on the phone oredering pizza.*
PFF: Make sure to tell him the address is Summit Ave, South Saint Paul, otherwise he'll go to St. Paul.
Anna: He's like, 'So St Paul, So St Paul. Hold on,'
MD: Haha! 'There's a South Saint Paul?'
Anna: Alright, he'll be here in 40 minutes.
*Groaning.*
TL: 40 minutes?!
MD: I thought they had a 30 minute policy.
Donny: Or, you could just cancel that, and we could put in a frozen pizza.
O_o
Anna: Donny!!! Why didn't you tell us?!
Donny: Well, it's pepperoni!
Sam: They could've lived with it!
Anna: Yeah, I wouldn't have minded!

So we decided to just live with the cheese pizza.

What seemed like a long while later:

TL: How long has it been?
Anna: About 15 minutes.
TL: WHAT?!

The pizza finally arrived at 11:35 and was greeted at the door by Sam and his beer stein hat. That hat was at least a foot and a half tall. I can only imagine what that pizza guy was thinking.

The pizza was almost instantly devoured.

We didn't end up getting home until 12:something.