My dog, Noodle, has some kind of skin condition. My dad and I need to bathe her pretty regularly with a prescription shampoo. She hates it.
Sunday, December 11, 2011
A few weeks ago, my friend Paige had seen a flyer for the monthly meeting of the UFO Club of Virginia Beach- you could tell it was popular because all of the phone number tabs had been ripped off. We came to the back meeting room of the Kempsville Public Library and listened to this man's stream-of-consciousness sermon- it covered everything from contact with a shrouded mechanized being touching his belly (possibly causing cancer decades later) to contact with Will Smith (causing only happiness). Here's some highlights.