Nacho Nacho Man

"Ignacio Anaya, also known by the shortened form of his first name as Nacho Anaya, was the inventor of nachos."

This was just one of the neat little facts Hoop and I found written across the top of our drink menu. As the food arrived we realized how quickly the time between ordering and receiving our food had been consumed just by reading all the trivia. Why don't more people capitalize on this? My life would be so much more interesting if only there were things to occupy my mind during mundane moments. Imagine... Trivia on bathroom stalls, on the floor of cash register lines, on the ceiling of dentist and gynecologist offices, on the back of those stupid tear-off numbers you have to grab at the deli, on the foreheads of all my coworkers...

"Tagged!" by Blue Tige

Here's the instructions:
1. Choose a search engine (e.g. Google).
2. Pick 5 random blogfriends.
3. Think of a word or phrase that you describes each friend.
4. Do an image search of that word or phrase.
5. Pick an image that makes you say, "Aha! That's it!" Ok - so here goes:

Jay


Momma T


Sweatpantsmom


Teebs


Chelle


Daily Hoop Conversation:
Hoop: Look at the holes in this shirt!
Tink: What did you do?
Hoop: I didn't do anything. It was on the floor.
Tink: Was it like that before?
Hoop: No.
Tink: Was there cum on it?
Hoop: ...Cum wouldn't eat through a shirt!!
Tink: Ahahahaha! You're a dope.
Hoop: Well it wouldn't.
Tink: I meant maybe the dog ate it. He likes the "love juice."
Hoop: Oh.
Tink: Acid cum. Oh man that could totally be a superpower.

Daily Hoop Conversation 2:
(After he's been asleep on the couch for an hour)
Tink: Babe, go to bed.
Hoop: Wha? No. I'm doing homework.

(Five minutes later)
Tink: Babe, go to bed.
Hoop: I thought we were going to have pudding.
Tink: I ate mine already.
Hoop: You ate mine?!
Tink: No. I ate mine.
Hoop: Oh. Ok. *Drifts back to sleep*

(Five minutes later)
Tink: Babe, go to bed.
Hoop: I'm not sleeping. I'm just resting my eyes for a minute!