A Butt-load of Randomness.

Yesterday, as I was driving, I realized, 

"I was born to be a Nascar racer."

I can't stand to stay in one lane on the freeway.

I weave in and out of traffic.

I will get in front of you if you're slow, unapologetically. 

Yes. I am that person. 

(The make & model, as will as license plate, of my car will remain anonymous, just in case I cut you off)

Anyway, how awesome would that be? Me... as a Nascar driver. 

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For the past couple days, I've been housesitting and I cannot tell you how many times the thought of having my own place crossed my mind.

Waking up to quiet.... lovely. 

When I have my first place, I'd probably go for a cute little apt or studio.

Here's what I'd look for:

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I am completely hooked on the Food Network show Chopped.

And every time that I watch it, I want to throw my own Chopped party!

Who has a kitchen that can accommodate my grand idea? 

Comment now. 

:) 

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random photo pick of the day:

That's my grandpa.. Have any idea which guy I may be talking about?

(hint: the only brown one in the whole picture) 

Happy day to you!