But not for me unfortunately.
This is an unnatural love for index cards with lots of numbers and symbols on them. Yes, you guessed it. Strato cards. I currently have three men examining these cards with so much concentration that when making snide remarks about what I did with one of the cards like: putting it down the garbage disposal, wiping Natalie's butt with it and lighting it on fire, Messer gave me a Sprecher's Root Beer just to shut me up.
Thankfully Lucas, my savior, is taking them out of my house tonight to bring them back to the Grove. Definitely a more central area for other crazies to go and drool over them some more. Sorry guys, they may be a little soggy already.
My all time favorite movie quote is by Kevin Costner in Bull Durham after Susan Sarandon asks what his character, Crash, does believe in...
"Well I believe in the soul, the cock, the pussy, the small of a woman's back, the hangin' curve ball, high fiber, good scotch. That the novels of Susan Sontage are self-indulgent overrated crap. I believe Lee Harvey Oswald acted alone. I believe there ought to be a constitutional amendment outlawing astroturf and the designated hitter. I believe in the sweet spot, soft-core pornography, opening your presents Christmas morning rather than Christmas Eve, and I believe in long, slow, deep, soft, wet kisses that last three days."
I was going to have this be a tag blog, but Brian tells me that Soop already did something like this a while ago...So, Amy, if you want to go for it, you're it.
