You know There’s Nothing To Say When…
…I looked back4 years to what I posted to my blog on October 8, 2004, for inspiration. Unfortunately, even that day wasn’t all that interesting. I blogged about the Circus being in town and having to smell the elephant piss and manure as I commuted through North Station (the circus takes place upstairs at the Boston Garden/Shawmut Center/Fleet Center/Bank of America Center/TD BankNorth Garden. Phew.
I also commented on stupid sports fan yelling and screaming on the local Fox Morning News (one of them letting slip and F-bomb on live TV).
Still, a circus and naughty words is more exciting than what’s going on in my life right now. I’m fighting a cold (cough cough) and I watched the presidential debate last night. Why does McCain keep saying “my friends” after every comment? He’s not my friend.
*I don’t have a single photo of me from October 2004 so I’m posting the next best thing…a photo of Dusty in her favorite pink Barbie shirt.
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Circus = clowns.
Clowns = bad.
Dusty looks possessed in this.
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