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I love this dog, hence the blog about Love.
Love.
Like I would totally shank his owner and adopt a cheesy mustache and a bad drawl just to be the pups owner.
See?
I know more about love then you will ever understand.
In a spend-your-life-in-a-maximum-security-penal-institution kinda way.

I just typed "penal".
And actually laughed out loud after I read it.
Maturity at its finest, I tell you.

I went apple-picking in an apple orchard yesterday. I haven't done this since I was in kindergarten. In kindergarten I also had a wicked crush on Miss Arbuckle. I'm pretty sure this crush was unrequited as I used to rub my runny nose on the arms of my long-sleeved shirts which left snot slug-trails up and down each arm.
Regardless, we picked apples together and that's a bond that can't be broken.

Possibly because it's bound with snot.

But I digress.

I have an apple for you. And ewe too. See?


This is going to be a quick and dirty update because, well, I'm quick. And, um, dirty. And I need a punkin spice latte. I'm going to provide you with some sci-fi nerdiness, as everyone needs more sci-fi nerdiness in their life. Srsly. I looked it up, true story.

First, a, lil' Imperial March for ya:


Followed by a new Star Wars toy:


Which is followed by some Ahhhhhhrtoo:


And so you don't think I'm neglecting the Trek aspect of my nerdiness paradigm, I give you:


Finally, allow me to round it out for all of you in Who-ville:



Okay, off to throw coffee down my throat as fast as humanly/humanely possible/plausible..

Eye<3ewe,
Scotty

PS - I just realized I neglected my Potter-luvers!