Reader: Easter, Blog365 style

Sunday, March 23, 2008

Easter, Blog365 style

I think if I tried for rest of my life to top last week's sin of the week, I would fail. I don't think it gets better than metaphorically and otherwise disrespecting pretty much everything about God. Therefore, this week, no sin reporting. If you wish to report one of yours (as some of you do), go for it. If not, just look at these mildly funny pictures, have a jelly bean, and watch some basketball. Happy Easter.

8 comments:

Anonymous said...: Happy Easter to you too :-).; March 23, 2008 at 3:25 PM
Avitable said...: That last one made me laugh.

Happy Easter!; March 23, 2008 at 5:34 PM
M@ said...: Sins tomorrow?; March 23, 2008 at 5:44 PM
Em said...: That last one is funny!

I would report my sin of the week to you but I don't sin. I'm all good.; March 23, 2008 at 6:17 PM
Anonymous said...: There is a special ring of Hell reserved just for me on this holiest of all holy days. Check out my irreverent post.

Happy Zombie Jesus Day!; March 23, 2008 at 6:56 PM
utenzi said...: Your cartoon made me remember that I have to stop by Wal-mart and check out the clearance Easter candy. Chocolate is so yummy when it takes the form of a rabbit!; March 24, 2008 at 11:17 AM
Dagny said...: LMFAO

Happy easter bitch. ;); March 24, 2008 at 12:16 PM
Effortlessly Average said...: Oh my sins would have to be reported on a daily basis. Unless of course you'd like to come for a visit and create some fresh ones with me.; March 28, 2008 at 12:18 PM

Who are these people?

Bibi - God bless the guy who gets Bee. I can't even think of anything obnoxious to say about her. She can eat pasta without gaining weight, she can run the ridges at Gertrude's Nose with no fear, and she is by miles the best climber of all of us. She's going to Kili with us. Hell, she'll be leading.
Buzz Elder Brother. Cross me at your peril.
Jib computer wizard, entrepreneur, stand-up comedian, stand-up guy I can count on to catch a movie and hold hands in the dark without it having any meaning whatosever. Every woman needs a man like Jib.
Joe - locquacious, flirtatious, 40-something hiking buddy - also, ex-manfriend of Pax.
Larry, WPITW - climber, hiker, badass (not in the good way, either). At a given moment, at least half of us are not speaking to him.
Liam - My nephew, whose favorite words are "noing," "Bobby," "dumptruck," "job-site" and "Daddy." He also says "obstreperous" "pulchritudinous" and "Nina" upon request.
Merry - Australian BFF spends the summers on a yacht, nannying for a celebrity couple with two children. She lives in a brownstone and she has a chauffeur. And we have no idea who she works for.
Newsy has been my friend for about 22,000 hours. Or more. I don't have a calculator. She has about 3423% more professional and personal commitments than I do, and yet she still finds time to think about me. I find this astonishing. If you knew her, you'd be astonished, too.
Pax - climber, hiker, corporate warrior, used to date Joe. Sticks by Larry in spite of his horribleness. None of us understands this.
Skatey- he rides a skateboard. He can dance. He can throw a frisbee and he's not bad at karaoke, either.
Sri - Bengali princess who, aside from kicking my ass at climbing, and aside from being a smokin' hiker, brought down the evil empire of Larry and also once told me that "even girls' are turned on my breasts." Also never turns down "one more round."
Supajewie - Long distance drinking buddy, just about the only person I know who "gets it". And no, she's not Jewish. It's a long story.
Tex - is what happens when you take a normal man, add alcohol, subtract common sense and tact, and then buy him another drink.

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