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Token Thankfulness.

Over the past two days FedEx has shown up with seven seperate boxes with three different laptops, a printer, some software, some other techy thing and the thing I write to you from tonight. The HP TouchSmart. 25.5″ of Hi-Def touchscreen touchyness. Or better known around this house as the thing that may lead allContinue reading “Token Thankfulness.”

Three going on me.

The scene: the moosh, Grandpa Fish and me playing Candyland. (For the three thousandth time. Seriously.) the moosh: I don’t want to play anymore. me: I don’t think that’s an option, grandpa’s winning, he has the winning fire in his eyes. the moosh: I have bags under my eyes. *scene*

Ready for something HUMUNGOBUNGUS?

Yeah. I KNOW. Be sure to check back for when this baby goes live, you’ll only have a week to enter once it does. (UPDATE: My contest will go live on December 3rd, participating sites will go live, four at a time, beginning Black Friday, November 28th, 2008. I will be announcing my winner DecemberContinue reading “Ready for something HUMUNGOBUNGUS?”

mooshrah’s favorite things (giveaway, hello!)

**CONTEST ENDED-COMMENTS CLOSED Congratulations to Condo Blues on your new Doodletag! Thanks to everyone who entered! Remember the free shipping and free silver cleaning cloth with code MOOSH08 through December 31st, 2008** Outside the “Let the moosh whoorl your hair contest extravaganza” I’ve never really done a giveaway. I’ve won plenty, but have waited forContinue reading “mooshrah’s favorite things (giveaway, hello!)”

mortimooshcation.

I know there’s a lot of you who read this stuff. Big people, little people, people who swear, old people, young people, church people, drunk people, dog people, cat people, important people, even people who don’t stop and say hi when they see me in Costco. (I’m looking at you Jenn.) I’m never really embarrassedContinue reading “mortimooshcation.”

the beach has gone to the dogs.

Del Mar Dog Beach, Del Mar, California Are people that don’t have dogs, yet hang out at dog beaches, as strange as the people who don’t have kids, yet hang out at playgrounds?

La Jolly. (or La Jolla, whatever.)

Some of these are by tiny grandma (the little tiny thing on the cliff). Some of these are by me (the slightly larger thing on the shore). I figure we have the same camera and the same genes. We can share the credit. One thing I know for sure? It totally doesn’t suck here. WantContinue reading “La Jolly. (or La Jolla, whatever.)”

Mormons and Prop 8, oh my.

Could I have picked a more tense time to come to California? Nope. Want to see the formal Church response to all this “stuff?” Go here. Cody is well versed in the laws that are in question as far as the church being a not for profit organization, and a religion’s legal right to getContinue reading “Mormons and Prop 8, oh my.”

From sea to shining dirty hobo.

Heather, Meghan and I all met up in Santa Barbara for the moosh’s first view of the ocean. She even touched it. She didn’t like it. But she touched it. I saw a hobo (insert inappropriate description of “self pleasure” here). I also saw a “lady of the night.” Or as another trolly passenger putContinue reading “From sea to shining dirty hobo.”

And on the eighth day, God created cousins.

I have one cousin on my mom’s side. Only my one cousin is way more awesome than a dozen of your cousins put together. Sorry. I was at his house the other day when an email came in asking for a recent professional photo of me for a calendar. (Yes, that calendar, I technically endedContinue reading “And on the eighth day, God created cousins.”