I am in Seattle visiting my sista, Melissa. It has been a riot. I actually am leaving town tomorrow to head back to Milwaukee. {This part of the blog has been replaced at the request of the silly goose that typed it, and later found it to be rather inappropriate.}
If you are ever updating your website from a different location, just a tip, make sure you guard the keyboard carefully. They are actually both next to me right now staring at the screen to see what I type. I will update this later, I guess. Just kidding. (for real, I will) Oops, I guess they can read in parentheses, too. This whole entry is probably only going to be funny for three people in the world. The three reading it right now as I write it.
We hit all of the cool sites of Seattle, we saw Strangers with Candy, went to some park, a beach, drove by the space needle, went to a concert and saw Criteria and the Appleseed Cast, played poker, watched HBO, saw downtown, saw the Pike Place Market. I did stand up on Friday night at the Comedy Underground. It has all been a blast. Melissa has farted like 3 times while I wrote that last paragraph. I hope to come back to Seattle, according to Melissa. I met Melissa’s boyfriend, Tyler for the first time. If you are looking for some great stories about pooping, talk to this guy. He has many talents, like he is a great drummer, but just between me and you, his specialty is his beautiful storytelling of fart and pooping as a child. One time he pooped his pants outside his house cause he was locked out, but it turns out the side door was open the whole time. I wish I was there… under him as he pooped. (My poop smells like dirty diapers because I eat dirty diapers.) -anonymous, but here is a hint: I wrote one of the two things up above…and my name sounds like pyler.
(That last sentence was like the game in creative writing class where one person starts a sentence and the other people finish it or write a whole story. I always liked that game because it was an opportunity for me to showcase my writing skills much more so than when the kids were smacking me around in the shower.) -Melissa
I sincerely apologize to my readers for this most recent entry. It has been a colaboritive effort from me, Melissa, and Tyler Johnson, the new love of my sisters and my life.