Tribute

Ahh, greetings. So glad you could join me for this tribute. If you are not already familiar with the film industry, my name is Johnny Depp and I will be your guide through this tribute to my good friend Katie.

It seems as though the Windy City has swept her off her feet. Yes, that's right. Katie is off to the "land of opportunity".
(Like the pic? I stole it from YOU! hehe I'm devious)





Oh, my!!! Johnny Depp! My heart beats wildly!




Let us go back in time...I will transport you with my music.







Here we are. It is December of 2005 and it's time to move.
Come on in. I'll give you a little tour.
Welcome to 217 N. Holyoke
The former residence of "the Holyoke Homies"
Here we are in the living room. As you can see from the photo Amanda has little furniture. It was Katie's abundant collection of home furnishings that made this house a home.
The living room boasted enough space for the necessary living room furniture with a little extra room for cartwheels and fun yet potentially hazardous yoga moves.


Careful ladies!!!






Let us continue on our tour.





I have some introductions to make first.


Here we have the cat that lived in Amanda's room for a few days. I think they called him Dr. Smith. Was it even a boy? I don't recall.




Ummmmm. Excuse me Mr. Depp. Why do you think you get to lead this tour? I believe that should be my job.


Fine. I will retire to the bathroom and relax. (J.D)

Ahhh, that's much better. There is only room in this blog for one star. And that is ME, Maestro. And was this Johnny Depp character going to even introduce me to you all? I don't think so. He was just all about that other cat. Shall we get some pay back and see what Mr. Depp is doing now? Follow me. I think I know where he is.


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Knock Knock Johnny.....

Eeeeeekkkkk! I'm naked in the tub Maestro. What do you think you are doing?




Rock On!!! Johnny Depp in the tub!!!




Hefley alert!!!!
hehehe


O.K. Ladies. Let's get back to business...







KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK....


It's me, Tiffany! I don't mean to interrupt, but it looks like Katie bought a new motor vehicle. Let's go outside and take a look.





OH MAN! WHAT A SWEET RIDE!!!

Vroom...Vroom...




When a girl gets an new ride it's time for a party. I'll go and get the cake!







Ummmm....I guess you beat me to it.






Fastforward in time to Halloween....



Who else but Katie could get Amanda to wear a crazy getup like that out in public?


I must say, she makes a better Charlie than I.




Let's face it. Katie will be missed. A lot.
And who will be so kind to Amanda on nights like this?


And this...




Katie, you're the best. Johnny thinks so too!




ROCK ON!!!!

My thURsdaY DatE

I am so sorry that I puked in the living room. Roomates make puking nice. AS nice as it can be really. I miss Kiate. You know what that means. El Torero is the schiz nit., $1 margaritas rick with my Katie. Layihg in the grass is good. it helps us fuction properly. YAy!

Ah, Wilderness!

With all of my newfound free time I have been spending a surprising amount of time outside, considering my Northern Minnesota tendencies to hate the heat. Yes, to us northerners 70 degrees is warm. I am starting to get used to the heat and I just might enjoy it a little. (Don't tell my mom.) I think even my pasty white Norwegian skin is getting used to sunny weather. This year it is what I like to consider a golden brown. Of course this is all my opinion. But one thing is for certain, I have not turned in the red lobster screaming from the boiling pot of water like I usually do. Crap, now I've jinxed myself, as the summer is only half over. Plenty of time for a real good summertime sunburn complete with sheets of peeling skin. Anywho, what have I been doing with my time you ask? My new hangout is The Great Plains Nature Center. You Wichita folks are gonna have to trust me when I say this place is better than Food N Fuel, the coolest hangout in Duluth. O.K., so I was in high school, but it was wicked hip back in the day.

This is the elusive cactus that David did not believe to exist. Ha, I showed him!

A big old turtle just chillin' in the grass. Note: slime on back is same color as licorice poops.