Things that Scare Me

#2. Cocktail weenies. Vienna sausages. Weinerwurst. I don't care what you call them. Your pinkie finger had a love child with a hotdog and I am not going to eat it.

The Hills

I've been hiking a lot lately and I've been noticing how the color of the grass is slowly beginning to change from spring green to this gorgeous shade of lavender.

It's insane for it to rain this much in SoCal. Green hills in May here are like a 2 hour calculus test. Just shouldn't exist. In fact, I'm slightly concerned that we are secretly living in Ireland and I will emerge from my hike through these rolling green hills to encounter some really hot accents. Okay, not that concerned.

Looking Like a Widemouth Bass

Seconds before Zoey bounces away and Brinks trips over his lion paws and falls flat on his face.

Things that Scare Me

It's been literally almost two years. I graduated college. Now I am a jobless bum. There, you're updated. So, instead of sitting around the house watching Spiderman 3 again (contemplated it, but the movie sucks), I am going to start a new category on my blog.

Things that Scare Me:

#1. Advertisements on my lunch packaging that include the word "food" as in "processed cheese food". Despite your valiant effort Reilly Dairy and Food Company, I am not reassured.