Showing posts with label I want a baby squirrel. Show all posts
Showing posts with label I want a baby squirrel. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

I'm officially changing my fruity drink of choice to a Pina Colada

So guess what? HURRICANES SUCK. I will never, ever be able to look at one the same way, again. If you're living under a rock, or out of state, Galveston was hit pretty hard - obviously. Houston sustained some minor damage, mostly from fallen trees. We were one of the .1% of people in Houston who never, ever lost power. Or cable. Or phone. Booyah, Ike! Cant hold me down. And lots of baby squirrels have been found all over the area:


How freakin adorable are these little guys? JP's family found this one in their front yard. And this is a bulletin to all Houstonians: If you have found a baby squirrel, please contact me and I will take it off your hands. I'm being totally serious!! I WANT A BABY SQUIRREL. I WANT ONE NOW!

Next time a hurricane decides to roll though, I'm evacuating - to the Bahamas. Fuck sitting around all day waiting for impending doom; I'll be sipping a margarita on the beach. I'm gonna start a hurricane savings account right now! Or as soon as the banks open back up, I guess. Whatever.

And all the people who came to my blog to wish me luck or comment just cause you were horrified in awe of my giant box of wine - Thank you all so, so much for all the well wishes, offers of prayers and good vibes from the bottom of my heart.