Drity Filthy Liar
Ok, I admit it. I am a liar.
I promised you all balloon instructions and tons of pictures and yet haven't done squat.
It's not that I didn't want to do these things, it just that I was never forced to. :)
But I am a new man. I promise on my 14 year's dog's half pound cancerious lump that I will go into a room with a bag of balloons, a digital camera, and my laptop computer and not come out till I have written some intstuctions, taken some pitures, or figure out what I would rather being doing.
I do want to post more blogs. I have so much to say.
Just one experience that recently happened.
I was twisting balloons at my regualr shift at a resteraunt. When a women approached me and asked to have the money that her daughters had tipped me (the previous weekend) back.
I know. I know.
What make it even worse is that I actually gave it back. Ok sure I am a marshmellow, but I like to look at it like this. At least now I every one knows I am a push over, and Thus I never have to worry about being darfted into Iraq. :)
-Mike the Great ( I figure Alexander had to start the ball rolling some where)