Little Shop of Horrors opened this weekend and it rocked. I love this show, I love this cast, I love this production staff, I love the crew, I love the band. Come see the show, yo.
Tomorrow morning I have church bright and early, I'm grabbing brunch with Steve and John at The Wyndham (beugh! foofee-doo!), and then I've got the show at 2pm for which my folks are driving down from NJ to see. Afterwards I'll grab a bite to eat with them, and then I'm leaving on a jet plane to go to Minneapolis with Jeremy to help him out with some stuff there. Busy!
I'm very happy things are feeling a little smoother with the 'izzle, dizzle.
I read the weather forecast for Minneapolis, and tonight there's a chance of snow. The high is 60-something, which I suppose isn't that bad. Methinks I'll pack me some sweaters.
Ninja: Full of folly, though he is a busy bee. He uses manners.
Blue Parrot Grill on 6th and Union - pretty tasty, yo, if you like the Cajun thang.
Was a beautiful day today.
Fortune Teller Miracle Fish today tells me that I am: Fickle. Hmmm. Must ponder this.
OK, because I'm a lame-o and don't have time to be creative, I'll let you guys take a crack at the spam poetry. I'll give you the raw data and you can feel free to mess with it in the Comments section below. The rules are as follows:
I've given you three spams worth of data... you don't have to use all three.
You can put line breaks anywhere and add your own punctuation.
You can delete words occasionally and also change the word order if you must, but use those two techniques sparingly, otherwise it kinda misses the point. Don't be nutty about it.
You can add the occasional preposition or something, but stick added words in brackets so we know those words are yours.
