I’M KIND OF TIRED OF THIS!

follow me back here?

we have a new chick fil-a at school…

If you go there for breakfast you can get a chicken sandwich with an egg on it… which I like to call “Life-Cycle-Of-The-Chicken Sandwich.”

i’m going to keep dividing numbers, until there’s like, fifty numbers after the decimal

http://www.hulu.com/watch/47613/saturday-night-live-calculator

oh my god john malkovich.

Leggs and I caught in a scandal

how i keep my girlish figure

boredom is an exponential function

what is the unit for boredom?

no evil shall withstand my sight!

… because I’m the green lantern, get it?!

top left to bottom right: antonio as himself, dancing in the backseat of gabby's car, gabby as a B-GIRL, showing off our ringz

next halloween, i’m definitely doing she hulk

scenes from a meyerhoff family picnic

group photo... don't we just look intelligent and scholarly

At this point in my life I’m playing catch – up with pretty much everything… including blog posts. So despite the fact that this event occured three weeks ago, here are some highlights of our Meyerhoff Family Picnic at Centennial Park in Ellicot City.

left to right, top to bottom: Gabby in a pose she calls "God Smiting"; Me and Jeremy; Antonio smiling or "cheesing" as some choose to call it; Gabby and Hannah on the par-tay bus

Most of the day was spent playing kickball or volleyball, which sometimes morphed into what we chose to call ‘hitball’ or even ‘calvinball’ because of the similar principle involving making up the rules as you go along.

An action shot of Hannah before and after diving for a volleyball and missing.

Kickball, my favorite sport ever, was pretty fun except for the fact that the teams always seemed to be drastically unbalanced in terms of strength, agility, and catching skills, making it almost impossible for my team to ever leave the outfield.

a collection of picture of us either running to catch or kick that red playground ball.

brief analysis of salvo canine behavior

After a recent weekend at Scott’s playing fetch with his dogs, I noticed this humorous pattern: While Rascal (black, pictured below) will actually run after and get the ball, Scout (pictured above) only appears to be running after the ball. Upon closer inspection, I noticed that he was actually running after Rascal and has no interest in the ball whatsoever. Lastly, Bailey (eggshell white, pictured below) has adopted the strategy of trying to attack Rascal in order to render him helpless before the ball is ever thrown, and then laying in wait after it is thrown because he is too lazy to actually get it.

Note: this post is actually just an excuse to post cute pictures of Scott’s dogs.

my apartment is basically a forest

Why? Well, for starters, I decorated the empty wall next to my desk with a contact paper squirrel next to a tree:

And, so Scott feels more at ease knowing where all my straight pins are, this pin cushion that looks like a mossy stump: