Being a fake Austinite, I think "y'all" is monosyllabic, boring, and bit regionalist.

It ought to be "yew'all."

Y'all is correct.

Y'all is a terrific word. Yew'all is an abomination.

I grew up saying "yaws," if that makes a difference.

I sort of like the dual-syllable talking here. I don't use it because I'm too not-from-here, but you can't deny "hea-ah" (here), and "ne-ow" (now), and "fixins" (ketchup, mayo, etc) isn't pretty neat to hear once in a while. Of course, nothing works without the in-born twang.

Y'all need to listen to this for the ultimate spring time feel:

Too many notes

With Mozart, it is always too many notes.

Too many notes, too many dancers, too many feet, and just way too springtime happy.

Oh, fine. I'll jump into the fun.

Doesn't spring remind of you of English country tunes and rolling green meadows?



It's only part one, but if you like it, finding part 2 isn't hard. I like the notation at 3:11 that says "very fast."

My handiwork on the Kegerator!
For anyone who might care, No, I did not put anything like Miller Lite in the beautiful dispenser of delightful malt beverage. We went to our favorite Billings Micro-Brewery and get a 1/4 barrel of High Line Porter!
Mmmmm..... Yummy Good!

Los Angeles traffic. Oh. My. God. Mrseagull is about to blow a gasket.

That's why we told you to stay in Santa Monica, so you'd spend all your time there and not just trying to get there.

Why don't I ever listen to you guys!

I mean, well, don't say we didn't try to warn you.

only person i've ever met in real life that used the term y'all was one of the kindest, most human people i've ever met.

that said, i ain't seen that **** in 26 years and i think y'all should go **** yourselves.

You've seriously only met ONE you says "y'all" in your life?


Are you in solitary confinement? Do you live in Korea? Solitary in Korea?

If we told Katy that gas is $4/gal and you'd end up spending 3 hours a day in traffic and thus spend 10 gallons per day for $40/day, then the math would have made enough sense to convince her.

Baseball season is less than 48 hours away. Yay!
Right now it is snowing in Chicago. Boo!

Good thing the White Sox open on the road. Hopefully by Friday when they open at home the weather will be better.

How long until football starts?

Well, it'll be time to have our annual viewing of the New York Jets Draft Blunders YouTube video at the end of the month, so the future is not devoid of hope.

Heading into the best sports time of the year. Nhl and nba playoffs. mlb. no college sports. I'm ready.

Haha! 3 hrs a day in traffic at least. I'm sitting at home waiting for someone to deliver my suitcase to my house. Don't worry. I've only been sitting here waiting for it for 10 hours. My vacation is sadly coming to an end. It was both awesome and exhausting. We flew back last night. I was a nervous wreck because I'm like that when launched into the sky on a rocket. I swore I wasn't going to take any Ativan this time but I broke down and knocked one back and then took a bite out of another one as we were making our way down the runway . I felt like a crazy person. (Lol. I don't normally take any pills.) Thank god I sat next to a really nice guy on the return flight. He took my mind off of dying. Luggage was nowhere to be found on the baggage belt even though we looked for it for almost an hour. Do you have any idea how crazy you get when you look at the same 5 bags going round and around on a belt and you convince yourself that maybe, just maybe, you don't know what your own bag looks like? Who the hell knows where it went. I still think someone walked off with it.

Right now I feel like Ben Stiller in Meet The Parents. Remember when he was on the phone calling about his missing luggage and how mad he was at the travel agent lady and yelled at her? Let me tell you I can really relate. You should have seen me last night when the airport people first invited me to look through their stack of unclaimed bags and then almost just as quickly scolded me for looking through bags that weren't mine. Wtf? First off, I was exhausted because it was after midnight. Second of all, I was in an Ativan stupor. I don't think it's really necessary to go and **** with me when I am on the verge of tears. I'm kind of attached to my suitcase . It has my favorite pair of pants and my cool silver shirt, not to mention my brand new Hotel California T-shirt that I just purchased! Grrrrrr. Lol. Welcome To Cincinnati - freaking jerks.

Anyway, I loved California. So much fun. Brought back so many sad and sweet memories. It was just a blast to be there and to do all of the touristy things. Loved Santa Monica, Venice Beach and Newport. I didn't want to leave. If I didn't have a significant other I would be out of this Ohio town in a heart beat. But boy oh boy were you guys right about L.A. What a mess. Do you have any idea how long it took to drive from The Hotel Calfornia up to Hollywood? Go on guess. Holy ****ing moly you think you could have given a girl a heads up. That was a ridiculous drive. The guy at the hotel said "Just head on up Santa Monica Blvd. It's a straight shot." It took almost as long to drive up Santa Monica Blvd. to see the Hollywood stars on the sidewalk as it did to drive down to Newport Beach to catch our whale watching tour. That isn't right. How do you California people get anywhere on time?

The snow in Chicago was pretty nuts. It also snowed several times throughout the day. It would snow, then melt. Then a few hours later, more snow.

Was strange. Went back and forth a couple of times from full on blizzard to sunshine and back again.