what no Elvis?

I have very little time, and I have a scab of orange bean juice on my foot.

There were no Elvises in Vegas. Not a single bloody one. It spoiled my hastily devised and ludicrously complicated Elvis spotting game somewhat. There was a happy wife and nice husband who made her dream to fly in a helicopter come true though. To the grand canyon, get in :).

We had a great time, despite andy loosing his very expensive sunglasses, throwing his camera off a rollercoaster and then loosing his keys, nesscesating a hire car and tedious denver-laramie-denver-laramie road trip.

I have a million things to do, then I'm leaving the US to possibly live husbandless in a tent. It's all a little scary. At least I've finished reading Harry Potter and can get on with the laundry. It was mostly good, if almost identical to the three I've read already in no particular order.

I almost forgot... I was sworn in as a Junior Ranger at Grand Canyon national park. I'm now a scorpion ranger (ages 11 up) so I'll come down on you like a mighty fist brandishing my plastic rangers' badge if you drop litter.

Have to go, the laundry is done and the bean juice is itching my foot. x

did the married thing...

introducing socklobster

you'll be seeing a lot more of him. Andy is mostly to blame :)

Andy is a spoilsport. He won't let me set up a production company using any of the following names:

A pair of bullocks
hairy bullocks
the dog's bullocks
etc, etc

Maybe I'll go with the dog's, or socklobster in honour of my new stripy friend.

rory

I can't believe Rory has been dead 12 years, I can remember the day like it was yesterday. I suppose it must have been a while, since it was just before my GCSEs! My English GCSE to be precise.

I wish he knew how much of an impact he was still having on the world so long after his death.

One day, The Museum will be broadcast, and hopefully a few more people will be aware of his legend because of it. That will be my little tribute to him.

xxC

grr.

Apparently this is what I look like with my new hair.

cheeeeeeessseeeee!

mentalists, the lot of 'em.

I am

I am ecstatic, jumping around to smells like teen spirit,
I am a child with wrinkles and commitments.

I am scared of the future,
I am relishing change.

I am drenched in rain and dried by the sun.

I am a dreamer with a desire to capture those dreams in resin and make them permanent
I am and I am going to Be.