What the Hell is THAT? Answers Revealed!
1)Yes people, this actually is my skin.  Many of you guessed this correctly which surprised me.  Both Madison and Jimmy looked at the picture and said, "It's water."  Water is obviously the one thing missing from this image!  My skin is dry dry dry!!!

It's Time To Play... Tiney's What the Hell is THAT?
It's finally that time again!  If you're new here, the rules are simple.  You look at the pictures I've taken and do your best to guess what they are.  You leave your guesses in the comments section and then wait with bated breath until I post the results.Good luck!!!1)

She's Bringin' Stupid Back
I have to tell you, I've been worried about Jill these past few months.  No, not because she's going through a divorce from a lecherous monster.  I have all faith that she can endure that whole drama and come out on top.Nope, what's really been worrying me is that I thought she'd lost her stupid. This may be hard for you to understand, but it was scary for me.  How could I survive my days without hearing Jill mangle the English language?  How could I enjoy any time I have with her if she's acting like a normal person?  It didn't bear thinking about, but think about it I did, because she seemed to

A Stroke of... Well, A Stroke.
Some of you may have noticed I don't think anyone noticed that I've been MIA the past few days.  I wish I could say it was because I took an impromptu vacation but unfortunately that wasn't the cause of my absence.  You see, late last week my mother went to her general practitioner, complaining of a horrendous headache and sporadic numbness on the left side of her nose, lips, chin, and hand.  Her doctor basically brushed off the symptoms as something unimportant and scheduled her for blood tests the following week.When I spoke to Mom the following day and she described her symptoms and also told me she'd been having them for se

I've Been Liberated! Thanks Strudel!!!
Ugh, I am so stumped for anything to write that it's almost scary.  Me?  Speechless?  Can't be!  But oh, it is. I can't seem to string two thoughts together and it's starting to piss me off.I'm going to blame it on stress. Or maybe I'll blame it on Strudel. She just poked a few new holes in various parts of my body so I'm feeling spiteful toward her. This past weekend I mentioned to Jimmy my fear that Strudel is somehow mentally challenged. Soft in the head. A tad demented.Possibly in need of psychotropic drugs.She's eating