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Here's my favorites from SYTYCD so far:

Beautiful fabulous dancer and sister in the gospel.
Love that brace face! Dances amazing considering his mass.
I love that she dances with her face, too. She is a dancing piece of art.
What's not to love?

Easily the most talented of the bunch. Needs to amp up the off stage personality.

Honorable mention. Her hair is the star of the show!

I loved Kerington and Twitch's dance last night! I cried a little. What did you think? Who's your favs?

When Four Round Brushes are Not Enough...

Thanks for capturing the moment, Babe!

"Why My Grandma is Better than Your Grandma..."

Bethany Ink

I’ve given it a lot of thought and prayer and now I know that it is the right thing to do.

I am getting a tattoo.

Before you get all “your body is a temple” on me, know this: it will be a very classy subtle tattoo, not like the gigantic boats and unicorns you commonly see nowadays. No, I daresay that this tattoo could be smiled upon by such tattoo highbrows as Angelina Jolie and Kelly Osborn.

My inspiration for this tattoo comes from a local Mexican eatery called Los Amigos. It has excellent salsa, great service and basically puts the “chimi” in chimichunga. But it’s not the food that motivates me (you thought I was going to tell you my tattoo would be a taco, didn’t you?). No, my inspiration comes from the building itself. On the exterior of the building is a gigantic mural of Los Amigos. What I am trying to say is that there is a painting of the building… on the building. GENIUS!

So, I’m going to get a tattoo of myself on myself. (Post-Crest White Strips, obviously)

This idea is great for several reasons. First off, if I am ever in a horrible accident and my face is disfigured beyond recognition, all the coroner would have to do was reference my tattoo. Secondly, you know how some tattoos stretch and wrinkle with age? That wouldn’t be a problem with my tatt. Don’t get me wrong, it would still warp and change, but it would age with me and therefore, would always be an accurate and current depiction of myself.

Now all need to do is decide where on my body I want to get inked. Hmmm, so many interesting places...

I bet you’re wishing you thought of the idea first, huh? Don’t worry, I won’t be put out if you also decide to get a tattoo of yourself on yourself. Just make sure to reference my name somewhere on the tattoo.

SYTYCD!!!! Hooray!

Want to be in my super cool club? It is the best club in the world! It is the SO YOU THINK YOU CAN DANCE club.

All you have to do is tune in (on FOX at 7:00) on Wednesday nights and be greatly entertained. Then, occasionally write me and let me know who ya love and who ya hate.

Never seen the show before? Tonight is the perfect night to start! You'll love it!

Sign up for my super cool club here!

Grandpa's Boy!

We were so lucky (blessed) to have the Grandpanator come to visit this week! Doug was overcome with giddiness. I was too, but my giddiness is not manifested by running around in circles and throwing books and toys at people's heads. It was fun to watch my daddy-o playing the same games with my cubs that he played with me when I was a kid.

Here's some extra fun pictures!

"Is this a wiggle finger or a tickle (torture) finger?"

"No, you're wrong! It's a TICKLE FINGER! AHHHH!"

"Man, this Grandpa Guy is pretty fun!"

"Look Mama Bear! I can sit all by myself!"Just me and the cubs.

... And I promise, I did donate 50% of my DNA to this little albino.

Prepare to be Blinded

Sorry about my leave of absence. I’ve been extremely busy for the last week… bleaching my teeth, you know.

Have you seen the commercial with Jessica Alba talking about how she knows what she wants and what she really wants is for her foundation to match her skin? Well, what I really want is for my teeth to match my eyeballs.

The bleaching has been a process, I can tell you that. My gums feel as though I’ve been gnawing on Dippin' Dots (the ice cream of the future) for seven days straight. All in all, however, I am satisfied with the results.

Here’s the before shot:


No, there is not a cob of corn in my mouth. Those are my actual teeth.


And here’s the after:


And here’s a Crest White Strips Raptor: