23rd birthday. the love of my life. the girl of my dreams. my baby momma.
born to immigrant sharecroppers, kristin bounced out of the stagecoach and was befriended by native americans whom she traded shoes for half of oklahoma.
it was with these natives that she got her name Madpony because of the little horse who was jealous of the attention the tribe was paying to the infant girl.
once of age to realize her fortune, she offered to give back all the land to the indian tribe who found her parents.
although she doesnt really look that much like the people who claimed her, and nothing like the blonde woman who identifies herself as kristin’s “sister”, our girl was brought up in a loving suburban home where she collected stamps, made the cheerleading squad and electronically conversed with men four times her age.
rarely without a boyfriend, kristin met a handsome oilman right before the busblog rolled into town and being the smart man that he is, he popped a ring on her finger before she could be
kidnapped wooed into moving to california.
oh well. never have i crushed on a sorority girl before. never have i driven to oklahoma before. never have my dreams been smashed so.
but we’ll always have memphis.
and please tell your sister to stop emailing me nude photos of herself with your head photoshopped on top. THE CARPET DOESNT MATCH THE WINDOW DRESSING, CHICA!
happy birthday madpony kristin, hottest chick in all oklahomey. if i didnt already have a beautiful attorney you would definitely be mine.
kristin’s new blog is here + olde interview with madpony
and i coulda sworn she loved allen iverson. so i was on aol today and she was on there and i go hey your boys going to go to denver. and she was all wha? and i was all AI. and she was all huh?
turned out she has no opinion whatsoever about one of the top scorers joining the current top scorer in the mile high.
still it worries me that i thought i knew this person when indeed i didnt. everything is very bizarre right now. the other day i was driving around and i didnt know where i was going and i went past manns chinese and i was all you know how about a little movie and i looked and nothing of any interest was playing on any of their six screens other than maybe james bond but i dont wanna see no james bond.
today i wrote tonight i wrote. i never thought id write so much. i never thought i would skip a weekday on the busblog. life is out of balance. is that kowasqatzi or powaskazti?
i wonder if this person i thought i knew likes yahtzee.
its actually a good thing that the clippers didnt get The Answer. i would have bought seasons tickets and you dont need season tickets to the clips.
all night i have been playing marx bros movies. its cuz i have a little nose issue. on account of the high winds blowing through the desert. it always affects me. my nose is way too sensitive for a man who went through a decade of smoking weed. that shit should be canceled out. instead it only got enhanced.
so the pollen or the bird poop or whatever is in the desert that flies through the air gets in my nose on the one day that i go outside. and now i have a clogged slash runny gnose. arent you glad i blogged today.
so im watcihng the marx bros because i heard about a man who had cancer and cured it by watching the marx bros for months. all i have is a gnose issue so hopefully one night is all a man needs.