I got some new photos of myself taken recently. I thought I would share them with you.
Ugh, I look fat, don't I? I hung these up by my mirror as motivation to not let myself look like that ever again.
Summer has arrived in Portland! The sun is shining, the tank is clean--THE TANK IS CLEAN. I actually came to tell you a story of my childhood.
When I was a kid I thought that since I was able to run as fast as my dog, Auggie, that I was as fast as Superman. There is that scene in the first Superman movie where he is running next to a train, right? And we watched that movie a couple years ago when we were snowed in during Christmas and those movies are terrible.
Except if Jesse is reading this, then oh honey. I love those movies so much, kind of.
Anyway, I thought that OF COURSE my overweight cocker spaniel was just as fast as Superman, because everyone knows dogs have super speed. And since I could run as fast as Auggie, logically, I was as fast as Superman.
Then again, I was also the kid who peed in a heater vent.
He looks sad there, doesn't he? I know it's hard carrying the weight of the world on your shoulders, Superdog. Don't let it get you down.
I also thought that I could do a majorly awesome high kick, and attempted so in the kitchen when I was 8. I leaned so far over during my "kick" that I kneed myself square in the nose and sneezed for half an hour. One second I thought I was doing a ballin' high kick. The
next I realized I'd kneed myself in the face, and either I was really
glad that no one saw it take place or my poor mind has blocked out if
anyone else was there.