Crazybananas

When redesigning a personal website, a person can tend to get extremely excited about all of the new things he or she is learning. A person will usually call everyone she knows to explain all that she has done to make her site incredible and tell them to give him or her feedback. A few days into this technique the “designer” will inevitably learn his or her friends really don’t give a crap about the site and need more incentive to go see it. So, being the attention-whore that I am, I will continue to put up certain pictures to get my comrades to look at my site.

Exhibit A:

This is Max. Are you happy??? Now come visit my site!!!

And Trent…I apologize for eating up all your bandwidth.

So St. Patrick’s Day in Manhattan is something everyone should do in their lives. There isn’t much to do in the “Little Apple,” so every major (or not so major) holiday is a cause for celebration, which pretty much means get pissed out of your mind. I admit freely one of my friends left for the bars at 6:30 in the morning. And there was a line at the bar. Who in their right mind is up at 6:30 in the morning on a Saturday (for some reason Manhattan’s Parade organizers felt celebrating on Saturday would make the day more family-friendly…little did they know college students would be drinking at 6:30 in the morning, therefore causing the innocent children to witness full-on vomiting on the sidewalk by the parade’s end at 10:30). All in all, the day went well. I received the pleasure of walking in a parade and tossing (not throwing) candy at kids on the sidewalk. The power was intoxicating! The minute the kids saw you on the street they turned into begger children, like children who had never before enjoyed the ecstacy that is the Tootsie Roll! Anyway, click here to see photos from this awe-inspiring day.

If you are sensing some attitude, I apoligize. Being completely and utterly HORRIBLE at creating a website is draining and can ruin my temperment. I’m attempting to test my knowledge of Movable Type, so you can ignore this entry, or if you like seing dogs in mini lounge chairs, read on.

Say hello to Max, the most stylish dog in Dallas.

Test No. 2…excited yet? If you are, then click here you’ll love it!

Last night the redesign of 2005 began! Very exciting for everyone invlolved, but mostly for me. Basically, the process consists of Trent typing away and me staring over his shoulder, pretending I know exactly what he’s doing. I’m sure the lava lamp and daisies will be missed by all who have visited this site in the past, which pretty much consists of me, Trent and Trent’s dad. No Kent, I have not been knitting, though I’d like to learn how because it seems to be a new “trendy” activity. Grandma’s scarves are official retro-hip…which automatically means I’m no part of it. Though I’m constanly attempting to be funny and relevant and trendy, I usually fail miserably. But I think I’m funny! And so do my friends when they are very, very drunk.

I’m full…burp.