S'mores is a delicious contraction.

What is it? It's a title that actually has something to do with the blahg entry. It is also a giant pane of glass, presumably for a tabletop, that I found by the dumpster where I take my dog to poop. It is about three and a half feet wide by seven feet long, half and inch thick, beveled, and tempered. New, a furniature store could easily get about $200 for it. It took about an hour to actually get the thing inside my house, it is huge and heavy. I wanted to put it upstairs in my office, but I alone can not get it up the stairs. I spent another hour yester moring trying, but then decided that it would look better downstairs in the living room. How many of you can say that you have a giant glass area rug in your living room. I just decided to change the title of this entry, so the first three sentances will no longer make sense. The origional title was, "It weighs like, 300 pounds!"

I decided to write a story about my glass and the bond I formed with it. It is like the Lord of the Rings, but with a 300 pound peice of glass. Same plot and everything, but it never gets out of the Shire because it weighs so damn much. There will also be a prequil, describing how Bilbo Baggins manages to get the monstrosity to the shire in the first place. Wheels or something. It's turning out to be kind of weak. There will be a meeting.

What's in your wallet?