Now that the Blazers are officially done for this season, my J-Man is more than happy to support my uberfangirldom. :)
Thing We Like: Our feet in stream!
7:41 AM
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This is young J-Gal, in deep slumber under the coconut trees,
back when I knew what real sleep felt like.
Oh how I envy the J-Man.
Thing We Like: Disco, baby!
1:47 AM
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Thing We Like: 100 Years of Solitude.
2:23 PM
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Thing He Likes: The J-Gal.
2:16 PM
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Thing She Likes: The J-Man.
2:13 PM
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Thing He Likes: Mountains!
2:07 PM
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From Utah (above) to Idaho, to California, Oregon, and Washington. If it's so high there is always snow, the J-Man is interested.
Thing We Like: Palindromes!
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A dog! A panic in a pagoda!
Ah, Satan sees Natasha.
Are we not drawn onward, we few, drawn onward to new era?
Do geese see God?
I prefer pi.
If I had a hi-fi.
Ma is as selfless as I am.
Mr. Owl ate my metal worm.
Never odd or even.
No devil lived on.
No, sir, away! A papaya war is on!
Red rum, sir, is murder.
Rise to vote, sir.
So many dynamos!
Satan! Oscillate my metallic sonatas.*
* J-Gal note: This particular palindrome won the J-Man over. :D
Ah, Satan sees Natasha.
Are we not drawn onward, we few, drawn onward to new era?
Do geese see God?
I prefer pi.
If I had a hi-fi.
Ma is as selfless as I am.
Mr. Owl ate my metal worm.
Never odd or even.
No devil lived on.
No, sir, away! A papaya war is on!
Red rum, sir, is murder.
Rise to vote, sir.
So many dynamos!
Satan! Oscillate my metallic sonatas.*
* J-Gal note: This particular palindrome won the J-Man over. :D
Thing We Like: xkcd.com
5:52 AM
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Thing She Likes: Correcting spelling and grammar.
5:50 AM
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Thing He Likes: Mathematician jokes.
5:45 AM
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A physicist, engineer and a statistician are out hunting. Suddenly, a deer appears 50 yards away.
The physicist does some basic ballistic calculations, assuming a vacuum, lifts his rifle to a specific angle, and shoots. The bullet lands 5 yards short.
The engineer adds a fudge factor for air resistance, lifts his rifle slightly higher, and shoots. The bullet lands 5 yards long.
The statistician yells "We got him!"
The physicist does some basic ballistic calculations, assuming a vacuum, lifts his rifle to a specific angle, and shoots. The bullet lands 5 yards short.
The engineer adds a fudge factor for air resistance, lifts his rifle slightly higher, and shoots. The bullet lands 5 yards long.
The statistician yells "We got him!"
Thing We Like: The Frickin' Beatles!
2:14 AM
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Personally, if you don't like The Beatles, we think there might be something seriously wrong with you.
Thing She Likes: Guys in white Hanes tees.
2:09 AM
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Thing He Likes: The Portland Trail Blazers.
2:09 AM
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Thing We Like: Big beds.
2:00 AM
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