Saturday, August 14, 2004
I am now blogging from my new yet falling apart house. I have a phone line, and can recieve calls, but I must run to the kitchen to answer them. It's all good I suppose.

I've been busy doing home improvements, and am nowhere near making this house to a place where I would invite friends. There are still umpteenth things to do. Shall I do them, or shall I go to Greenville??








I'll go to Greeny.

| Maribeth| | 11:28 PM|

Monday, August 09, 2004
Hello, hello, hello!!! I am back to the blogging world. I have been gone for way to long. I have a good reason this time. I am living in a house without internet access. I should be getting a phone line sometime this week, with dsl eventually installed.

My new living situation is kind of like camping. . . without the tent. It's really okay I guess. I have electricity and roof over my head, as long as there are no strong winds or heavy rains. I also have a new kitten to catch bugs for me. Tonight I was unpacking and I found a catapillar or a centipede in my shoe bin. I picked it up to kill it, but then it touched me and I freaked out. Now it is running freely around my house. I also found a lint roller with a dead spider attached. It was a bit sad seeing that a spider had died in the same way that he kills. I said a pray and buried the dearly departed in the trash can. There are also a few moths that live in the house. They can usually be seen flying above or if you tap the ceiling fan, they will flutter about.

Tonight I painter the front door. I accidentally poured out too much paint, so while I was waiting for it to dry so I could put on a second coat, I put the paint dish in the fridge. I think I heard that you could do that with brushes, so I figured why not with the whole paint dish. It did work, but the pan was quite cold on my little hand. After my mini paint session, Lullaby and I ordered a pizza and went off to Ian's apartment to enjoy luxury living. He's off in G-ville, so I have the place to myself. I constructed a makeshift litter box out of a kleenex box. Lully and I are watching Full House. She's a Jesse and the Rippers fan.

If I get around to it, I will formally introduce my readers to Lully in a future post. Until then, I hope you all are thankful for where you live.

| Maribeth| | 11:18 PM|



foil ball

history


foil ball was created many years ago in a middle room in a house in Nashville
two sisters were sitting in recliners, lesiurly tossing a ball made of foil to one another
little did they know that they were about to create the best game ever
they called the game "foil ball", and it was good

since then, foil ball has become the official game of Earth

kudos to these two sisters, the people of Earth thank you


equipment


-a ball made of foil
-two chairs at least four feet apart
-a desire to kick some foil butt
-foil lasso (optional)
-foil hat (optional)


rules


-the foil ball must be made of foil
-the foil may not come from a roll of foil
-the players may not move out of their chairs
-the foil lasso may only be used as a very last resort
-the foil hat is only for looks, because all good foil ballers know, you
must be stylin' and profilin' when playing foil ball



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