I received a card from the 10 boys I chaperoned to a field at the San Francisco Museum of Modern Art. So sweet!
I ended up having such a great time hanging out with them and walking through the museum. I felt a bit apprehensive in the beginning when the teacher yelled, "Walk with your chaperone!" Like how the fuck am I going to walk through downtown San Francisco with ten 17-year old boys following me!??
But it wasn't so bad after all. In fact, I really enjoyed myself. Megan helped me herd them in at the right times and they were all pretty cool. Great times!
At the Yerba Buena Garden first.
Hanging out in Brisbane w/ Pooka, her dad, and the rest of the guys that love to fly remote-controlled helicopters all day.
Beautiful day again.
I've noticed that I haven't been writing much at all on my blog. In fact, I've been moblogging (mobile blogging), sending off pics I've taken with my phone or maybe answering Vox's QOTDs (Question Of The Day). I used to tell so many stories before, day to day stuff I go through, especially with my kids, or some about friends and coworkers. They're always pretty much funny, meant to be amusing, entertaining.
Not that this would ever happen, but let's say you somehow landed yourself in jail. Who would you phone with your one call?
Uhhmmm...Megan, my daughter? Who else would I count on for stupid crap like that??? Haha!
What, if anything, is not okay to joke about?
Thinking, thinking...
I guess, just someone else's troubles and pain when they don't find it funny themselves. Otherwise, if they think it's funny, might as well have a good laugh about it. It's only life after all...
