grand schemes and small calves.

In a feeble attempt to become a "blog of note" in Natalie world, I present a great memory of mine. It was the unforgettable time in which we met our dear Wentworth Miller.

Now, Nat and I were a captive audience when Went chose to tattoo his entire being and recklessly throw himself into prison. We stood by his side while he executed his seemingly impossible prison break plan. We fought back tears and fretted endlessly as wrench after wrench was thrown into his grand scheme. But in the end, he was successful. He fought the law and HE won. So it was our great pleasure to finally meet this heartthrob in person.

As you can see from this undoctored photograph, Natalie was extremely nervous and I apparently was unusually thirsty. But as per usual, our dear Went was cool, calm and collected. And missing a few buttons on his shirt. Long story short, it really was a fantastic meeting. He proposed, however we declined citing various reasons including his small calves, womanizing and inability to display any facial expression besides suspicion. Bottom line is this: The story I just shared was most certainly noteworthy. Therefore I feel it necessary that I become a "blog of note". Thank you for your time.

Shower shorts, newbie?

Hey Folks. Guess what? I'm starting a blog. Believe it. My main reason is so that I can type on my laptop at night just like Doogie Howser. It's been a dream that's finally coming true. This is my first post in all its glory. Thanks for tuning in. More exciting things to come in my life of dirty laundry and split ends.

Here's a little something for good luck for the time being.

Oh and PS - Seeing as how I'm new to this, please bear with me. This newfangled internet is sometimes tricksy. I'm sure the "www." craze will pass, right? Right.