This pattern would of continued to, well... continue if it hadn't been for the brave, bold words of Haley King. So fellow bloggers, you have Haley to thank for this post and hopefully more to follow.
Enough with the sappy introductions, it's time to get down to what's important. So there's this tree... yes, a tree. I've passed it on my run three nights in a row now and each time I stare at it wondering, "I've seen a lot of trees in my days, but this one, this one reminds me of an especially special tree." Then I end up spending the rest of my run digging through the abundance of useless information I have stored away in my brain. Tonight, somewhere in between irrational survival tips and worthless, memorized laffy-taffy package jokes, I found what I had been rummaging for. The tree looks EXACTLY like the one on Ernest Scared Stupid!
You know, the one the troll lives in.
How I remember these things but fail to memorize the date the Constitution was signed or where I left my car keys, I'm not sure. But what I am sure about is that Ernest Scared Stupid was filmed in Austin and they used that tree... That or it just has some similarities. Either conclusion seems pretty reasonable.
On a completely different note and I use note in both of it's contexts, my significant other has purchased a Banjo. I'm unreasonably excited about this investment. Now, I just need to buy some bag pipes and we can become quite the pair; not that we aren't already.
Good evening to all of you. I'm going to try and keep up this here website and if I don't, follow Haley's example and feel free to publicly harass me about it.
