Went to the zoo with Matt, Val, G&G, and Mom. No Phil, which was a bummer. But I saw an anaconda that rivaled that of the J*Lo film of the same name. Zoo's aren't very exciting, as I discovered. Matt leaned on a thick glass that seperated him from some lions, which made me cringe, remembering the Harry Potter scene in which Dudley... Well, you've all seen it.
Went to Steve and Dana's and saw baby Eleanor, looking cute and cuddly, as always. Took some pictures with everyone in them.
Called the radio station on the way home from Pacifica, and talked to Forrest Kelly, which made me feel special. I told him about Phillidelphia. He seemed really bored, because he kept asking questions. I really wanted to hear "Hey Mr. President," but they don't have it anymore. It wasn't a big enough hit. My requesting it made him want to hear it really badly though. Long story short: He asked if I wanted another song, so I asked for "Shameless," by Garth Brooks. He said he'd only play it if I knew who wrote it. LUCKY ME, because I knew it was Billy Joel.
And that's how I got my request through on the radio. Talk later. I'm leaving you with a good quote to enrich your lives, because you've gotta be fairly lame to read this blog. It's required. And the quote is:
"but i lkie botha yall." -Sam

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