Love me Some Scott and Fran

One of the best dance movies. Ever.

Another Episode

For all you fans out there in the High Fives and Knuckles club, here's another episode. It's kind of long which means you have a long time to have fun with us today...

I don't know where the Glozelle "goodbye" (see HERE) came from. It just popped right out. Mental note: Cut back on the Glozelle clips.

To wrap it up, here's an outtake for all those who enjoy potty-humor. It's what makes this post worthwhile.

For all you latecomers, here's the link for the past classic High-Fives and Knuckles Reruns (HERE).

Tumblr?

I don't know what the deal with this Tublr thing is but here we go...

Click the link below:

http://slimpikinsitis.tumblr.com

The Past Little While

1. Time- 5:32

Start time of family dinner that we haven't had in a long time and that the grandparents are here for- 5:30

Speed limit- 45 mph

Speed clocked by that darn camera- 56 mph

Family dinner excuse for speeding- worthless

Price of ticket- $171.25

2. The best place to visit on an average of three times a week- Mesa Frozen Yogurt

The calendar that hangs on my fridge noting the daily flavors available- click HERE

The number of days that have at least one uber-appealing flavor highlighted yellow on my calandar- every single one

The cost (with tax) of a size #1- $1.64

3. What is the very best way to spend your time on a Saturday morning after a late night?- FBYWT a.k.a. Family Bonding Yard Work Time. See HERE for past experiences.

The amount of time it takes to drag your sluggish body out of bed- apx. 15 minutes

The warm fuzzy feelings that you feel for your family as you rake up the neighbors pine needles and leaves that have fallen into your yard- M.I.A.

Watching your mom, who is feeling a little intense, ring your own doorbell about 50 times (I'm serious when I estimate 50) to wake your sister up (who hasn't had any prior notice) to come on out and join the festivities- Priceless.

Welcome back FBYWT. It's been awhile.

Oh yeah... There are some things money can't buy, but for everything else, I'm going to have to use my summer savings.

My Boy, Bob

I watched the Bob Ross show when I was little. He was my hero. He made me believe in myself. He instilled the confidence in me that, in just under an hour, I could paint a masterpiece. I remember that first time I watched his show. My soul was filled with such hopes and dreams for my future career as a painter. I was so excited to get to work.

When push came to shove, I was thrust into the light of reality. Stick figures were my forte and that's where the forte would remain. Even though Bob gave me a false sense of my personal potential, I still love the guy. If I had cable t.v. and his show was still running, I'd watch it regularly. I sure miss seeing a happy tree now and again. Besides, I heard the guy had pet squirrels. Fascinating.

I came across this picture and had to share. Not only is it Bob, but it's Bob made out of Legos. Posting a Lego-Bob is a must. LOVE it:

Source: HERE