I'm screwed

Today I found Alexis at One Cluttered Brain pimping her ride on the voting train.


MY VOTING TRAIN! How cool is that?


She made a super RAD video for my contest which proves my theory that any ole' white chick can gangsta rap if they're angry enough. (Or in her case, peaceful enough.)


(Actually she proved my theory that there's a reason white chicks don't rap.)

Hee hee


LY, Alexis!


Do you want to see her video contribution to my contest?

(snicker, snicker)


(In case you're new to the scene, that video was inspired by my yawner video from this post.)


This is so much fun! All these videos. I wonder who'll be next.

Click here if you want to find out contest deets.


Okay I have enought material to write four or five posts today, but I spent too much time entering a short story contest and now it's after midnight.

I will simply leave you with a note I found on my magnet board this morning, which must have been there for weeks without me even noticing it. That's how on top of life I am.


The note was from my middle child--my 14-year-old, who is always leaving us reminders and lists of things we need to remember to do to make his life easier.


Here is his latest:

Yes, you read that right. And yes, that's what he said.


(Ba Dum Bum!)


Luckily I paid his basketball fees by Monday without even being reminded.



Only 10 more days to vote and view (the vid). HAPPY DANCE! (Soooo dang excited to be off the campaign trail.)


Click her to vote AND VIEW! (Again)